積分
演出藝人
Darren Wright
饒舌
詞曲
Darren Wright
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
GLONE
製作人
歌詞
Glone, they ain't ready for this one
Bibby squad
Stain gain
We stain for pooh
We poppin' shit like 30
It ain't gon' be easy for Lil' Deezy
It's na-na-na-na
It's na-na-na-na
They know I'ma star, but they gon' act like they can't see me
Told 'em I'ma play my part, won't steer you wrong, they ain't believe me
I was thinkin' with my heart, I gave 'em love when they ain't need it
And they know I love hard, they took advantage, they can keep it
I can't take it how these **** act like bitches
A real lifer, I can't fake it, all my G-locks came with switches
Turn a opp block to a track meet, got them boys workin' on they fitness
I can show you how to work that backseat, I got two Glocks, they extended
I got racks, ain't talkin' tennis
They stole my heart, ain't got no feelings
I ain't never tried to fit in
Time to chill, just gon' get in
To the hood I'ma hero, but some see me as a villain
It's all good, everything gon' fall in place and I can feel it
12 be on my dick, let me out on papers and put a warrant on me
And I ain't really changed, first day out I had a gun on me
When I see enemies, I bang it out, I never run, homie
Just can't win, it's the grave or the cell, either way it's long live
I spin in fashion, did a drill in my Givenchy sneakers
I like my bitches gangster, myself just like Queen & Slim
I'ma wild kid, I got more stripes than a herd of zebras
They hit me where my heart is, they add to my doc and met the Reaper
I ain't choose this lifestyle to live, they just threw it on me
Yeah, I know this might sound evil, we in it deep, homie
It broke my heart, I lost my dawg, they can't relate to me
I was showin' real love, they was just fake to me
They know I'ma star, but they gon' act like they can't see me
Told 'em I'ma play my part, won't steer you wrong, they ain't believe me
I was thinkin' with my heart, I gave 'em love when they ain't need it
And they know I love hard, they took advantage, they can keep it
I can't take it how these **** act like bitches
A real lifer, I can't fake it, all my G-locks came with switches
Turn a opp block to a track meet, got them boys workin' on they fitness
I can show you how to work that backseat, I got two Glocks, they extended
This is real life, no, this ain't no game, but it's like Warzone
Just keep your pipe, you never know the day you might not make it home
And I heard that one boy tellin', I ain't talkin' on no cellphone
I ain't tryna be one of them victims that he telled on
Bitch, this Dior gear and shell toes
Type to drop my ski and bust that blick until my shells gone
I hit that cover with Baby G, yeah, we the plan bros
And we go everywhere the **** say we can't go, yeah, yeah
Just bought a new Glock and attached it with a brand new .50
Let a **** run up, sing him melody like Mrs. Whitney
Know I keep that iron on me, officer never dangy
**** bet' not lie on me before I run a blicky
Tell I keep that iron on me, officer never dangy
**** bet' not lie on me before I run a blicky
Before I run a blicky
**** bet' not lie on me before I run a blicky
Written by: Darren Wright

