音樂影片

音樂影片

積分

演出藝人
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
聲樂
詞曲
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
詞曲創作
Roney Williams Jr
Roney Williams Jr
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Stxnk
Stxnk
製作人
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
母帶工程師
Earl E. Washington
Earl E. Washington
錄音師

歌詞

[Verse 1]
What's the meaning? (Fuck is up?)
Voices in my head I'm hearing demons
Ay, that's probably why I get high for no reason
Ay, tell 'em boys, beef never over, no going vegan
Navy seals shit, these **** got they own seasons
No matter how it go, fuck what you know, bitch, we ain't see shit
And these **** around me keep it, they gon' up, it ain't no secret
Yeah, we on point at all times, on the line, we playing defense
'Cause them **** that you be with will turn to the ones you beefing with
I'm gon' forever hold them secrets for Big Desi, you know, I'm keeping it
I done told Quez to leave it home, he said, "For what, bitch, I ain't leaving it"
He say them **** want us gone, and before I go, I'm gon' squeeze this bitch
It might not be right now, today, but we gon' need this bitch
[Verse 2]
Ay, fuck this fame shit, no lie
I been going through the same shit, I don't know why
'Bout you somebody got left brainless and them **** know why
And we been missing you daily as the days go by
So much of this shit I can't take it, so I get high, so high
Corbin, I miss you, I'm gon' smoke this shit till I'm with you
Probably barely see him smiling, that's some shit he go by
You know that boy too official, I tell him,"Get him," he get you
[Verse 3]
If a **** ain't loyal, then we crop him out the picture
Ay, they been saying he ain't for you, but I waited too late to listen
Can't blame nobody but myself, shoulda been playing attention
I got too many dead friends, I'ma go pay 'em a visit
And don't compare me to these rappers, I'm just saying I'm different
No, I ain't cocky, I'm just saying, no, they ain't ops, they just fans
Tryna give a bitch the world, if she my girl, don't be playing
Why is it even up for discussion? Fuck your ****, he ain't nothing
I told him squeeze if he clutch, soon as he reach, he gone bust
Ain't tryna speak, ain't tryna fuss, I don't know the meaning of trust
I don't know you ****
Ay, pat him down if he ain't from round, we gon' show you ****
Ay, gun him down if he ain't from round, I don't know the killer
[Verse 4]
Ay, fuck this fame shit, no lie
I been going through the same shit, I don't know why
'Bout you somebody got left brainless and them **** know why
And we been missing you daily as the days go by
So much of this shit, I can't take it, so I get high, so high
Corbin, I miss you, I'm gon' smoke this shit till I'm with you
Probably barely see him smiling, that's some shit he go by
You know that boy too official, I tell him, "Get him," he get you
I tell him, "Get him," he get you
[Verse 5]
No lie
Pain, and I don't know why
And these other **** know why
As the days go by
High, so high
Corbin, I miss you, smoke this shit till I'm with you
That some shit he go by
You know that boy too official
Written by: Janarious Wheeler, Roney Williams, Roney Williams Jr
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