[00:00.00] 作词 : Dominique Jones/Deundreaus Portis
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Dominique Jones/Deundreaus Portis
[00:21.90]A love letter came through the mail it said I miss you
[00:24.38]I ripped it up and flushed
[00:25.49]With the tissue try to forget you
[00:26.71]I ain't got nothing against you we human we all got issues
[00:29.64]But I'm tired of being tired of being tired
[00:31.56]That part of me done died
[00:33.03]I see it then I don't act like I'm blind
[00:34.75]I'm confident it won't be one of mine
[00:36.88]I know emotions come with lies
[00:38.24]So I tell the truth all the time
[00:39.71]Ain't got no sympathy for no b***h
[00:41.23]I admit that I'm rich and I'm lit
[00:43.00]Jumpin' up on stages I get two hundred occasion
[00:45.22]Bro had really ****ed the game up
[00:47.08]We made nigga s shut they trap down
[00:48.64]They see how I made it I'm the reason
[00:50.57]They won't rap now
[00:51.43]See me out in traffic make a hater pull his hat down
[00:54.11]The biggest og's salute me a stylist can't even style me
[00:56.79]The robbers probably wanna get me
[00:58.41]I'm hoppin' out lamborghinis
[00:59.12]The youngins turn in my city they try me
[01:01.34]I get it cracking
[01:02.20]Some of this still would happen
[01:03.67]If I never had started rapping
[01:04.84]My people them still steady trapping
[01:06.35]And they still be getting active
[01:07.62]I tell 'em to chill I'm tryna run up these m's
[01:10.00]Paid cash and then he post the crib
[01:12.02]Nah
[01:12.23]I can't show nobody where my mama live
[01:13.95]That's how I 'posed to feel
[01:15.21]My niece just asked me were my diamonds real
[01:16.88]I said of course
[01:17.74]I just played the hand that
[01:19.26]I was dealt didn't have to force
[01:20.68]All around the world they know it's me they hear my voice
[01:23.32]And I done it all in a pair of diors yeah
[01:27.48]Young age learned how to get paid
[01:29.50]We gon' get the money
[01:30.46]Big stage long way from section 8
[01:32.35]Ballin' other countries
[01:33.11]Big wave he gon' have to get saved
[01:34.78]Big old wave
[01:35.48]Ridin' in the foreign chiefin' on the forest
[01:37.45]I know I wasn't there for you at least
[01:39.27]I said I'm sorry
[01:40.08]You know what it was I told you that I was heartless
[01:42.92]I'm emotionally scarred that ain't even your fault
[01:45.59]But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt
[01:47.97]All this revenue coming in I'll probably never spend
[01:51.53]I just bought my bm a benz now that's another benz
[01:54.01]I just cut off all of my friends
[01:55.53]And brought my brothers in
[01:56.54]I don't see nobody but me who I'm gon' lose to
[01:59.17]I can't move around without tools these nigga s loose screws
[02:01.67]I can see me taking the lead over the new school
[02:04.61]They remember me from selling weed at my old school
[02:07.39]Only hit it once and now it's old news
[02:09.46]Blew up who the **** would knew
[02:10.87]Paint my trackhawk nipsey blue
[02:12.14]If I get one you get one too
[02:13.66]I really move how bosses move
[02:14.77]I never call myself a goat
[02:16.19]I leave that love to the people
[02:17.61]Everybody can't go to the top I had to leave some people
[02:20.13]I'ma be forever scheming woke up
[02:22.20]I thought I was dreaming
[02:23.21]Watched my lil' boy play with toys
[02:24.58]I just dropped a tear of joy
[02:25.85]Some shit that I feel for
[02:27.01]I been going crazy with that scoring call me baby harden
[02:29.84]They say I'll be great I guess I'm waiting for it
[02:32.52]Young age learned how to get paid
[02:34.44]We gon' get the money
[02:35.36]Big stage long way from section 8
[02:37.18]Ballin' other countries
[02:37.84]Big wave he gon' have to get saved
[02:39.91]Big old wave
[02:40.52]Ridin' in the foreign chiefin' on the forest
[02:42.49]I know I wasn't there for you at least
[02:44.46]I said I'm sorry
[02:45.43]You know what it was I told you that I was heartless
[02:47.96]I'm emotionally scarred that ain't even your fault
[02:50.68]But don't listen to them haters
[02:51.90]Tryna fill your ears with salt
[02:53.84]Young age learned how to get paid
[02:56.17]We gon' get the money
[02:57.39]Big stage long way from section 8
[02:58.96]Ballin' other countries
[02:59.46]Big wave he gon' have to get saved
[03:01.48]Big old wave
[03:02.04]Ridin' in the foreign chiefin' on the forest
[03:04.17]I know I wasn't there for you at least
[03:06.14]I said I'm sorry
[03:07.10]You know what it was I told you that I was heartless
[03:09.78]I'm emotionally scarred that ain't even your fault
[03:12.26]But don't listen to them haters
[03:13.63]Tryna fill your ears with salt

作词 : Dominique Jones/Deundreaus Portis
作曲 : Dominique Jones/Deundreaus Portis
A love letter came through the mail it said I miss you
I ripped it up and flushed
With the tissue try to forget you
I ain't got nothing against you we human we all got issues
But I'm tired of being tired of being tired
That part of me done died
I see it then I don't act like I'm blind
I'm confident it won't be one of mine
I know emotions come with lies
So I tell the truth all the time
Ain't got no sympathy for no b***h
I admit that I'm rich and I'm lit
Jumpin' up on stages I get two hundred occasion
Bro had really ****ed the game up
We made nigga s shut they trap down
They see how I made it I'm the reason
They won't rap now
See me out in traffic make a hater pull his hat down
The biggest og's salute me a stylist can't even style me
The robbers probably wanna get me
I'm hoppin' out lamborghinis
The youngins turn in my city they try me
I get it cracking
Some of this still would happen
If I never had started rapping
My people them still steady trapping
And they still be getting active
I tell 'em to chill I'm tryna run up these m's
Paid cash and then he post the crib
Nah
I can't show nobody where my mama live
That's how I 'posed to feel
My niece just asked me were my diamonds real
I said of course
I just played the hand that
I was dealt didn't have to force
All around the world they know it's me they hear my voice
And I done it all in a pair of diors yeah
Young age learned how to get paid
We gon' get the money
Big stage long way from section 8
Ballin' other countries
Big wave he gon' have to get saved
Big old wave
Ridin' in the foreign chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you at least
I said I'm sorry
You know what it was I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt
All this revenue coming in I'll probably never spend
I just bought my bm a benz now that's another benz
I just cut off all of my friends
And brought my brothers in
I don't see nobody but me who I'm gon' lose to
I can't move around without tools these nigga s loose screws
I can see me taking the lead over the new school
They remember me from selling weed at my old school
Only hit it once and now it's old news
Blew up who the **** would knew
Paint my trackhawk nipsey blue
If I get one you get one too
I really move how bosses move
I never call myself a goat
I leave that love to the people
Everybody can't go to the top I had to leave some people
I'ma be forever scheming woke up
I thought I was dreaming
Watched my lil' boy play with toys
I just dropped a tear of joy
Some shit that I feel for
I been going crazy with that scoring call me baby harden
They say I'll be great I guess I'm waiting for it
Young age learned how to get paid
We gon' get the money
Big stage long way from section 8
Ballin' other countries
Big wave he gon' have to get saved
Big old wave
Ridin' in the foreign chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you at least
I said I'm sorry
You know what it was I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters
Tryna fill your ears with salt
Young age learned how to get paid
We gon' get the money
Big stage long way from section 8
Ballin' other countries
Big wave he gon' have to get saved
Big old wave
Ridin' in the foreign chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you at least
I said I'm sorry
You know what it was I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters
Tryna fill your ears with salt