Conscience (feat. Future)
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Conscience (feat. Future) 由 Atlantic Records 於 2017年3月31日發行,收錄於專輯《 》中Painting Pictures
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積分
演出藝人
Kodak Black
聲樂
Future
聲樂
Cicero
編程
Dy Krazy
編程
詞曲
Bill Kahan Kapri
詞曲創作
Dwan Avery
詞曲創作
Nayvadius Wilburn
詞曲創作
Shawn Kyles
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Cicero
製作人
Dy Krazy
製作人
Lu Diaz
混音師
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Yeah, Project Baby
These streets took my conscience
Glee
Sniper Gang
These streets took my conscience
[Verse 2]
Aye, everybody with me on that same thang
I don't gang-bang but I bang bang
I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main
[Verse 3]
Brown liquor made my dawg insane
Booted up or geeked, it's the same thang
Fish scale or molly, it's the same name
Murdered by the stains, we'll stain your claim
The big Patek face cost ten chains
Took your bitch out to eat on a private plane
Real talk, 150 when it's plain Jane
Fucked that junkie behind the dumpster for some cocaine
[Verse 4]
Aye, free my **** Coo, he in the chain gang
Chris Johnson, I swear 'fo God I drop the twenty-eight
I told my **** be smooth, he put a potato on a barrel
I kick lil' dumbass out my crib, say she want Chanel
I bought that bitch a lace 'cause she ain't got no hair
I sent that poor ass hoe a Uber 'cause she ain't got no whip
Thirty golds in my mouth like I'm Stephen Curry
Thirty clip in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn Warrior
[Verse 5]
Streets left me scarred, ain't no worries
Rack my money up in a hurry
Thirteen strippers, James Harden
Money make you greedy when you starving
Monisha, Tamica, they vouching
Before I had anything, I was saucy
Before I had that Bentley truck, I was saucy
All these hitters, yeah, I pray you never cross them
[Verse 6]
She say she brand new, I swear I think I want the old her
Eighteen hunnid, I got more stories than a author
I'm credit card swipin' at the Chase Bank
Hey, me and Future gang gang, same thang
I check your temperature, ****, is you hot or cold?
Like a state trooper, I make my money on the road
I remember hittin' houses, ****, cash for gold
These streets made me lose my conscience, took a **** soul
[Verse 7]
These streets took all my soul from me
Tried to leave me in the cold
These streets took my conscience from me
Now tough love is all I show
I know my **** got love for me
And they filling up they nose
I know my lil bih got love for me
She just want everybody to know
[Verse 8]
I know my ****, they be missin' me
So I be posted on the stroll
I don't even care about how much cash I see
I'm always gon' be in the know
I ran out of money, then they switch lanes
I ran it back up, then I switch lanes
In a brand new Range, diamond colored candy cane
I bought a brand new K, and I can't wait to let it spray
I'm sorry mom, I ain't mean to bring you through so much pain
I said I'm sorry mom, I ain't mean for it to be this way
Aye but fuck it, bitch, I'm here, I got diamond rings
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm gettin' paid
[Verse 9]
These streets took my conscience
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
These streets took my conscience
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
[Verse 10]
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid
Written by: DY, Future, Kodak Black

