[00:00.000] 作词 : Frederick J. Tipton/Jeremie Pennick
[00:00.020] 作曲 : Frederick J. Tipton/Jeremie Pennick/Alan D. Maman
[00:00.040]Might just spill over on you
[00:04.089]Okay, I'm trying baby
[00:08.451]N*gga, my name is c*caine
[00:12.683]Yeah, uh, uh
[00:15.112]You n*ggas snitchin' gettin' time shaved
[00:17.333]Sold the book on my boost mobile, I boost the crime rate
[00:20.702]Tellin' all my hoes that I love 'em, I'm playin' mind games
[00:23.994]And b*tches after your last dollar, they take your last name
[00:27.050]I'm married to this sh*t, I jumped off the porch then I jumped the room
[00:30.524]Bunny Rabbit gang, we be robbin' sh*t like like the Romper Room
[00:33.424]Catch your Uber or lyzift, I sent the rezith
[00:36.245]The feds wanna turn the witness, I plead the fizith
[00:39.563]Been smokin' since 13, I fried my brain, so I ain't never stressin'
[00:43.089]I can't hold no grudges, Michael Thomas, b*tch, I'm catchin' blessings
[00:46.276]Police tryna catch me, ain't gon' catch me ridin' without my weapon
[00:49.542]Panoramic roof off of on that coupe, I look like George Jetson Space Ghost
[00:53.356]Fentanyl, got a gas mask when I make d*pe
[00:55.602]I done seen a lot of OG's at this table havin' you taste d*pe
[00:58.658]I just got another case though, call me lawyer, hit him with the pesos
[01:01.898]Gotta cook a bird where the J's stay, got a play play for the yayo
[01:05.084]Been thuggin' since a youngin', I'm too legit to quit
[01:07.958]I keep this b*tch in like my kinship, bustin' shots at the b*tch
[01:11.040]I had the strap, she took the charge, I took that b*tch on the trip
[01:14.253]Flew in her friends, jumped on the boat, I f*cked them both
[01:16.709]Sh*t was lit, sh*t was lit
[01:18.355]Pray my soul keep dead low or lay me down
[01:21.254]The SWAT team might machine gun or grenade me down
[01:24.702]And if they do tear my people, just hold my babies down
[01:27.968]N*gga we need to go back the pages like it's the eighties now
[01:30.763]Yeah, f*ck rap, b*tch, I'm poppin' off of poppy seed
[01:34.080]My name c*caine ain't got put me in the nominees
[01:37.293]Since gangsta gears rolled back the bars, I see a lot of me
[01:40.428]N*ggas is my sons, I wish they mommas would have swallowed these
[01:43.981]N*gga, cappin' ass n*gga
[01:45.966]Jeezy used to say "Boy, you one rappin' ass n*gga"
[01:48.996]I said I'm shippin' packs, I don't need no advance, n*gga
[01:52.366]N*ggas thought I took a loss, but I jumped off
[01:54.430]And I got richer, sh*t is funny when you think about it
[01:58.009]Rolex too big, I took a link up out it
[02:01.117]Frank Lucas I hit the closet, pulled the mink up out it
[02:04.513]Livin' this life, p*ssy dream about it, n*gga
[02:08.771]Bury me with ratchets, let the feds tell it, apparently a magnum
[02:12.167]Gucci hoodie smell like kerosine and ashes
[02:14.570]Don't get carried away, I been up and look how carefully I stack it
[02:18.462]Got your advance check buried in the mattress
[02:20.892]We the Yankees on the pennant run
[02:22.799]You in need of soldiers, heard you rented some
[02:25.280]Tellin' war stories and you ain't been in none
[02:27.658]But look what I converted to from lettin' burners loose out convertibles
[02:31.680]My b*tch gon' be the driver for a purse or two
[02:34.084]Nah, my finger never gon' point
[02:36.121]You know p*ssy best when it's moist
[02:38.211]Got a hammer and a brick from a plug I met in a joint
[02:40.876]Miami, Superbowl weekend, I got head in a Royce
[02:43.984]We chasin' cheddar of course, I wouldn't care if it's Deutsch
[02:48.138]It was either law school or dog food
[02:51.142]If I was makin' y'all moves, we all lose
[02:54.485]Make these sucker n*ggas pay, those was our rules
[02:57.542]You gon' need more guns and lucky horse shoes
[03:00.676]I never took an L, but a few loss to mind
[03:03.315]New loft down town and this view was hard to find
[03:06.502]Sold lines to abusers, now I'ma abuse y'all with lines
[03:09.976]I'm in this black thing, he ain't just a few cars behind
[03:12.902]I bought two of everything, they said "dude lost his mind"
[03:16.193]Two gold Cubans, like I'm tryin' too hard to shine
[03:19.302]Two whips, one a coupe that's too small to drive
[03:22.776]Two-car garage, two broad massage, yeah
[03:27.609]N*ggas think I be frontin'
[03:29.280]But I just be talkin' that real sh*t
[03:31.658]I don't expect anybody to feel it though
[03:33.826]'Cause y'all n*ggas not like that (Nobody talk that sh*t like I talk that sh*t n*gga, let's go)
[03:38.606]With this .9 I got from the district, I'm shoppin' for Christian
[03:41.506]I'm in Vegas drippin' in jewelry I got from the district
[03:44.667]They say hustlin' like a disease, I'ma die with the symptoms
[03:48.010]Put three hundred grams on a brick, cut the pie into sixes
[03:51.171]The Butcher comin', n*gga