Тональность: G# minor
Verse 1
Man, I'm in this whole wire
All these hoes see me, oh,
now they signin' up
man, it's fine with us
Mix a little bomb -bomb with the liquor
bruh
mill before the year's up
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Running through the marathon,
And I put that on
Rest in peace, nigga,
Mike and
Keys, nigga, on the beat, for the record
for the record
Coming from the
West
This one for the bitches that
ain't giving me no effort
They remember every fade and saying
This one for the record,
Ain't no freedom for my brain
with a 40 in a chain
I can't elevate or change
if all I ever do is hang
where my city at?
where all the bitches at
so he gon' hit a black
or you don't get it back
Tell me throw my fist high and
I just throw my hood up
Some shit I never understood but I
And how niggas spendin' money before
we even see the check
A parallel to how y sit and do it for the net
As long as I don't need to put her in,
put her in, put her in, put her in...
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