Tell The Vision歌詞

作詞 : FNZ/Jahlil/Bashar Jackson/Terrence LeVarr Thornton/Ross Portaro/Steven Victor
作曲 : Boogz/FNZ/Jahlil/Bashar Jackson/Kanye Omari West/Jahmal Gwin/Terrence LeVarr Thornton/Ricardo Lamarre/Ross Portaro/Steven Victor
Tripping
Wildin' on television
You could
Still see a nigga tell the vision
Pimpin', boy, these boys, pimpin'
Different
These boys, boys
Pop was here last week
He was talking about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at
How they were really like, thriving like right now
He was, you know
He was tryna, pull people up with him
He wasn't even into where he was about to be
He was just trying to, trying to get
I mean, he was well on his way
Um, It's just tragic
Twenty years old, rest in peace
God blеss Pop Smoke
Nigga, we made it (Grrr, woo, bah)
Nigga, wе made it, we made it (Woo)
Nigga, we made it (Woo)
Thank God that I made it (Grrr, bah)
Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo)
Look, momma, I made it (Grrt)
Nigga, we made it
I remember the days, same fit for a week straight
I used to eat 50 Cent cake, now, it's Philippe's
It's Philippe's, full of steak and hella thots up in the Wraith
I can't wife that thot, tell that *****, get out of my face
We killed your big brother, we killed your little brother
She suckin' **** at the way, I nutted on her face, I left it all on her face
Said I hop in a Lamb' and skrrt off, I spent fifty up in Bergadorf
I got shit you never heard of, buy it, I don't care what it cost, no
And I always keep a pole, rain, snow, I did a hundred on a pro
If you droppin' a woo, we come where you live
Glock nine, infrared, pull up, and empty the clip, woo
Dread had the strap all summer in the floss movin' reckless
Please do not play wit' me, nigga, I keep a K wit' me, look
Nigga, we made it (Grrr, woo, bah)
Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo)
Nigga, we made it (Woo)
Thank God that I made it (Grrr, bah)
Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo)
Look, momma, I made it (Grrt)
Nigga, we made it
Look, Tyler got the album of the year, for now
But Pop about to drop, I see the platinum in the clouds
Now Push about to drop, so real trappers stick around
The crown is only for the king, they tryna place it on a clown
I declare war, nickname 'He Sell Raw'
Different city, same ghetto, bring the Woos on tour
Push start drop top 812 two-door
Baby Rover, Benz Coupe, *****, you better choose yours
How can I not? Woo, how can I not?
When a brick is thirty-six, *****, how could I stop?
These Richard Milles are one of one shit, how could I watch?
We made it, we made it, whether you like it or not
Nigga, we made it (Grrr, woo, bah)
Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo)
Nigga, we made it (Woo)
Thank God that I made it (Grrr, bah)
Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo)
Look, momma, I made it (Grrt)