[00:00.00] 作词 : Ahmanti Booker/Chancellor Johnathan Bennett/Courtney Salter/Destin Route/James Paul Cooley/Micah Davis/Simmie Sims III
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ahmanti Booker/Chancellor Johnathan Bennett/Courtney Salter/Destin Route/James Paul Cooley/Micah Davis/Simmie Sims III
[00:02.47] Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
[00:07.90] Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, ooh, ooh
[00:13.38] Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
[00:18.99] Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, ooh, ooh
[00:24.63] My baby, my baby
[00:26.01] Why you treat me so cold?
[00:27.64] You, put me out on the side of the road
[00:29.95] I had my own thing going way before you came along
[00:33.31] Now it's 3:45 in the morn' and I've been up callin' you phone
[00:35.48] (Uh)
[00:36.27] Spillin' drinks on my clothes
[00:37.70] She throwin' hands 'bout some hoes in my DM's, tryna be low
[00:40.44] I gotta go, I got goals, I got shows, for sure
[00:43.16] They out sold, I don't sell my soul
[00:44.95] My soul sails, no parasails
[00:46.60] My paragraphs jail, well life real
[00:48.44] Life, know real, I persevere from out the lion grill
[00:51.05] To my defense, you just offended 'cause you ride the bench
[00:53.57] I'm sidin' with God, ridin' with y'all got me in problems
[00:56.39] Findin' my flaws, I feel a force, I'm, built for it, fortified
[00:59.86] It ain't 1954, I ain't your nigga, boy
[01:02.21] One hand Glock, John Hancock
[01:03.81] Want a signature?
[01:04.74] Send the coordinates, drop a pin, I'm feelin' immature
[01:07.11] Centaurs rumblin' through the forest, check your temperature
[01:09.77]**** niggas, bitch
[01:10.60] You cry, when I'm, ridin' your day
[01:14.58] You cry, when I'm, ridin' your day
[01:20.61] You cry, when I'm, ridin' your day
[01:29.91] We're always fighting (Fighting)
[01:32.89] You always leave (You always leave)
[01:35.60] Until he drowning (Until he drowning)
[01:38.30] Eventually (Eventually)
[01:41.23] Her mind's on money (Money)
[01:43.97] My mind's on green (Mind's on green)
[01:46.56] Yeah, you're enticing (Enticing)
[01:49.30] Yes indeed (Yes indeed)
[01:53.00] Runnin' through the maze like lab rat
[01:55.22] Or an Indian in the field with a hazmat
[01:57.96] Runnin' away from small pox, packin' like backpacks
[02:00.52] Stack up your Andrew Jacks, 'til you come back like clap backs
[02:03.22] No cap, no capitalist, billionnaire back tax
[02:05.91] No black Batman, countin' Benjamin Afflecks
[02:08.75] But once you get that money they gon' say you don't act black
[02:11.62]I said I might be lightskin, bitch, but I'm matte black
[02:14.37] I know many moochers like Cab
[02:16.07] They like to use us like movers in Ubers and cabs
[02:18.71] Uncle Sam is the one that really could use a hijab
[02:21.53] It's hard to face it when you used to usin' ghostfaces
[02:24.40] I could hardly blame my people for confusin' bags
[02:26.96] You should brag, I refuse to beg
[02:28.79] I'm a howling wolf, pull up in that chess records who's your dad? (Skrrr)
[02:32.27] I know my freedom papers ain't my payment stubs
[02:34.77] But how could you blame a nigga just for chasin' tubs
[02:36.24] We're always fighting (Fighting)
[02:39.00] You always leave (You always leave)
[02:41.91] Until he drowning (Until he drowning)
[02:44.43] Eventually (Eventually)
[02:47.18] Her mind's on money (Money)
[02:50.04] My mind's on green (Mind's on green)
[02:52.72] Yeah, you're enticing (Enticing)
[02:55.53] Yes indeed (Yes indeed)

作词 : Ahmanti Booker/Chancellor Johnathan Bennett/Courtney Salter/Destin Route/James Paul Cooley/Micah Davis/Simmie Sims III
作曲 : Ahmanti Booker/Chancellor Johnathan Bennett/Courtney Salter/Destin Route/James Paul Cooley/Micah Davis/Simmie Sims III
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, ooh, ooh
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, ooh, ooh
My baby, my baby
Why you treat me so cold?
You, put me out on the side of the road
I had my own thing going way before you came along
Now it's 3:45 in the morn' and I've been up callin' you phone
(Uh)
Spillin' drinks on my clothes
She throwin' hands 'bout some hoes in my DM's, tryna be low
I gotta go, I got goals, I got shows, for sure
They out sold, I don't sell my soul
My soul sails, no parasails
My paragraphs jail, well life real
Life, know real, I persevere from out the lion grill
To my defense, you just offended 'cause you ride the bench
I'm sidin' with God, ridin' with y'all got me in problems
Findin' my flaws, I feel a force, I'm, built for it, fortified
It ain't 1954, I ain't your nigga, boy
One hand Glock, John Hancock
Want a signature?
Send the coordinates, drop a pin, I'm feelin' immature
Centaurs rumblin' through the forest, check your temperature
**** niggas, bitch
You cry, when I'm, ridin' your day
You cry, when I'm, ridin' your day
You cry, when I'm, ridin' your day
We're always fighting (Fighting)
You always leave (You always leave)
Until he drowning (Until he drowning)
Eventually (Eventually)
Her mind's on money (Money)
My mind's on green (Mind's on green)
Yeah, you're enticing (Enticing)
Yes indeed (Yes indeed)
Runnin' through the maze like lab rat
Or an Indian in the field with a hazmat
Runnin' away from small pox, packin' like backpacks
Stack up your Andrew Jacks, 'til you come back like clap backs
No cap, no capitalist, billionnaire back tax
No black Batman, countin' Benjamin Afflecks
But once you get that money they gon' say you don't act black
I said I might be lightskin, bitch, but I'm matte black
I know many moochers like Cab
They like to use us like movers in Ubers and cabs
Uncle Sam is the one that really could use a hijab
It's hard to face it when you used to usin' ghostfaces
I could hardly blame my people for confusin' bags
You should brag, I refuse to beg
I'm a howling wolf, pull up in that chess records who's your dad? (Skrrr)
I know my freedom papers ain't my payment stubs
But how could you blame a nigga just for chasin' tubs
We're always fighting (Fighting)
You always leave (You always leave)
Until he drowning (Until he drowning)
Eventually (Eventually)
Her mind's on money (Money)
My mind's on green (Mind's on green)
Yeah, you're enticing (Enticing)
Yes indeed (Yes indeed)