[00:00.00] 作词 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Daniel Delgado-Hernandez
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Daniel Delgado-Hernandez
[00:00.00][Intro: Lil Baby]
[00:11.49](Danny)
[00:14.4]Why the **** they put my business on the blogs?
[00:15.87]Sisters know they never gotta get a job
[00:17.51]Brodie said he rather spin shit and rob
[00:19.43]Damn dawg, he ain't playing dawg
[00:23.17]That's your plan dawg?
[00:24.91]This your man dawg, **** both of them, I want 'em all gone
[00:28.70][Verse 1: Lil Baby]
[00:28.31]Shit been get shaky, I'm staying where I'm safe at
[00:30.23]Couple spots, I don't know where I stay at
[00:31.84]Why would you play and you know we don't play that?
[00:33.68]Flipping words when you know I ain't say that
[00:35.45]I been good, so I'm guessing it's paid back
[00:37.39]Smoking woods in the back of the Maybach
[00:39.24]I'm the hero, so they gotta face that
[00:40.95]Hit Dior, where the **** is my cape at?
[00:42.58]I'm on a other one, bought another cup, then another one
[00:45.51]Bank account like I just won a settlement
[00:47.33]Sippin Wock', I'm addicted to medicine
[00:49.15]Pockets on elephant, large
[00:50.62]I get two pretty women to come kick it with me at the penthouse, we'll have a ménage
[00:52.38]I'll go in any nigga city, bunch of killers with, me everybody got a rod
[00:57.40]Swear I'll nod off 'fore I fall off, this that drank talk, oh yeah
[01:01.50]Fifteen foreign cars when I pop out, I run ATL
[01:04.47]When I get older, I might have back problems, these Cuban links big as hell
[01:08.16]I done ****ed M's up with these lawyers tryna get my niggas outta jail
[01:11.73]Five hundred racks for a bond, do whatever for brodie, we came up from cars that was stolen
[01:14.83]Before it drop, I'ma have it, on top of this fashion, I'm staying in touch with the owners
[01:18.39]You stab me right in my back when you could've just asked me what happened, when you be disloyal
[01:22.90]We sharing all of this shit, from the money, to cars, to the hoes, it don't matter the order
[01:25.59]One of my niggas got out and another one in, so I'm getting sick and tired of that order
[01:29.15]I see you drowning, I'm coming to help you, I'm risking it all, I'ma die in that water
[01:32.83]I'm rich as ****, I can do what I wanna
[01:34.58]Came over sober, she left here a stoner
[01:36.50]She know she fell asleep inside the condo, but I **** her like I'm fresh up off the corner
[01:39.45][Chorus: Lil Baby]
[01:39.85]I can't change, I'm stuck in my ways
[01:41.21]Poppin' half a half, I'm up for a day
[01:43.50]Oh you getting money now? Okay
[01:44.82]Tell him don't play with you, okay
[01:46.71]I'm proud of you, you supposed to be proud of me too
[01:48.83]I do everything that I can do
[01:50.27]Make it happen, don't make an excuse
[01:51.49]I sure improved
[01:52.44]I'm the one and not the two, yeah
[01:54.39]Lot of money on you now, yeah
[01:56.10]Shit together, gotta count, yeah
[01:57.84]Glad you took a different route, yeah
[01:59.69]Tryna buy your folks a house, yeah
[02:01.58]Glad you really made it out, yeah
[02:03.22]You can't sit and wait around, yeah
[02:05.90]Gotta get up and get out, yeah
[02:06.87]You gotta get this shit now, yeah
[02:08.37][Verse 2: Lil Durk]
[02:08.71]I got a Cullinan 'cause I just wanted one
[02:10.26]I run up a check and look out for my brother son
[02:11.70]I asked DeDe Trig and that nigga was stuttering
[02:13.54]I knew him for years and he don't know my government
[02:15.31]You can't come around if you keep on recording me
[02:17.70]I'm trappin', you trappin', that shit be a tournament
[02:18.94]Voice of the trenches, nah, I couldn't be a journalist
[02:20.71]I pour up a cup with the niggas who murder
[02:22.45]But I ain't gon' hold you, nigga had told what I told
[02:24.56]Niggas be using emotions, saying I'm bogus
[02:26.82]I was just down on my back, I couldn't send cash, I wrote you
[02:29.66]My brother did ten, got out of jail, I'm glow
[02:31.93]I take care of my block, I'm 'posed to
[02:33.33]I'm done ****ing hoes who local
[02:34.67]Pop me a ten, I ain't feel it
[02:36.70]I gotta go boot up another dose
[02:37.24]Ask, can I leave them streets alone?
[02:38.66]Bro went to jail, and I got him a phone
[02:40.83]Just 'cause he think 'cause he lost his motion
[02:42.64]My brother think he ain't coming home
[02:44.36]Fentanyl and felonies getting you gone
[02:46.23]I switch on a nickel, I feel like a stone
[02:48.50]The niggas who died, I never respond
[02:49.71]I'm slapping the bitches who don't listen to Von
[02:51.24][Chorus: Lil Baby]
[02:51.51]I can't change, I'm stuck in my ways
[02:52.90]Poppin' half a half, I'm up for a day
[02:54.67]Oh you getting money now? Okay
[02:56.54]Tell him don't play with you, okay
[02:58.27]I'm proud of you, you supposed to be proud of me too
[03:00.48]I do everything that I can do
[03:01.82]Make it happen, don't make an excuse
[03:03.14]I sure improved
[03:04.60]I'm the one and not the two, yeah
[03:05.81]Lot of money on you now, yeah
[03:07.63]Shit together, gotta count, yeah
[03:09.49]Glad you took a different route, yeah
[03:11.34]Tryna buy your folks a house, yeah
[03:13.19]Glad you really made it out, yeah
[03:14.89]You can't sit and wait around, yeah
[03:16.83]Gotta get up and get out, yeah
[03:18.34]You gotta get this shit now, yeah

作词 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Daniel Delgado-Hernandez
作曲 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Daniel Delgado-Hernandez
(Danny)
Why the **** they put my business on the blogs?
Sisters know they never gotta get a job
Brodie said he rather spin shit and rob
Damn dawg, he ain't playing dawg
That's your plan dawg?
This your man dawg, **** both of them, I want 'em all gone
Shit been get shaky, I'm staying where I'm safe at
Couple spots, I don't know where I stay at
Why would you play and you know we don't play that?
Flipping words when you know I ain't say that
I been good, so I'm guessing it's paid back
Smoking woods in the back of the Maybach
I'm the hero, so they gotta face that
Hit Dior, where the **** is my cape at?
I'm on a other one, bought another cup, then another one
Bank account like I just won a settlement
Sippin Wock', I'm addicted to medicine
Pockets on elephant, large
I get two pretty women to come kick it with me at the penthouse, we'll have a ménage
I'll go in any nigga city, bunch of killers with, me everybody got a rod
Swear I'll nod off 'fore I fall off, this that drank talk, oh yeah
Fifteen foreign cars when I pop out, I run ATL
When I get older, I might have back problems, these Cuban links big as hell
I done ****ed M's up with these lawyers tryna get my niggas outta jail
Five hundred racks for a bond, do whatever for brodie, we came up from cars that was stolen
Before it drop, I'ma have it, on top of this fashion, I'm staying in touch with the owners
You stab me right in my back when you could've just asked me what happened, when you be disloyal
We sharing all of this shit, from the money, to cars, to the hoes, it don't matter the order
One of my niggas got out and another one in, so I'm getting sick and tired of that order
I see you drowning, I'm coming to help you, I'm risking it all, I'ma die in that water
I'm rich as ****, I can do what I wanna
Came over sober, she left here a stoner
She know she fell asleep inside the condo, but I **** her like I'm fresh up off the corner
I can't change, I'm stuck in my ways
Poppin' half a half, I'm up for a day
Oh you getting money now? Okay
Tell him don't play with you, okay
I'm proud of you, you supposed to be proud of me too
I do everything that I can do
Make it happen, don't make an excuse
I sure improved
I'm the one and not the two, yeah
Lot of money on you now, yeah
Shit together, gotta count, yeah
Glad you took a different route, yeah
Tryna buy your folks a house, yeah
Glad you really made it out, yeah
You can't sit and wait around, yeah
Gotta get up and get out, yeah
You gotta get this shit now, yeah
I got a Cullinan 'cause I just wanted one
I run up a check and look out for my brother son
I asked DeDe Trig and that nigga was stuttering
I knew him for years and he don't know my government
You can't come around if you keep on recording me
I'm trappin', you trappin', that shit be a tournament
Voice of the trenches, nah, I couldn't be a journalist
I pour up a cup with the niggas who murder
But I ain't gon' hold you, nigga had told what I told
Niggas be using emotions, saying I'm bogus
I was just down on my back, I couldn't send cash, I wrote you
My brother did ten, got out of jail, I'm glow
I take care of my block, I'm 'posed to
I'm done ****ing hoes who local
Pop me a ten, I ain't feel it
I gotta go boot up another dose
Ask, can I leave them streets alone?
Bro went to jail, and I got him a phone
Just 'cause he think 'cause he lost his motion
My brother think he ain't coming home
Fentanyl and felonies getting you gone
I switch on a nickel, I feel like a stone
The niggas who died, I never respond
I'm slapping the bitches who don't listen to Von
I can't change, I'm stuck in my ways
Poppin' half a half, I'm up for a day
Oh you getting money now? Okay
Tell him don't play with you, okay
I'm proud of you, you supposed to be proud of me too
I do everything that I can do
Make it happen, don't make an excuse
I sure improved
I'm the one and not the two, yeah
Lot of money on you now, yeah
Shit together, gotta count, yeah
Glad you took a different route, yeah
Tryna buy your folks a house, yeah
Glad you really made it out, yeah
You can't sit and wait around, yeah
Gotta get up and get out, yeah
You gotta get this shit now, yeah