DEPARTED歌詞

作詞 : Adrian Baez/Lefty Frizzel Sanders Jr/Dennys Capellan
作曲 : Adrian Baez/Lefty Frizzel Sanders Jr/Dennys Capellan
Listen brodie I'ma tell you for real how it's feeling
When you in that spotlight
Everybody finna talk down, want a Birkin, *****?
You better talk nice
We like murda *****, we is not nice
Wanna walk up to me, better think right
And they gon' keep tellin' lies, they judging, curious
I jus ****ed the baddest ***** in a Trump hotel, she hoppin' on it
And you couldn't hold me as a brother
And it's kinda crazy how we fallen
I just pulled up in that brand new whip, bad ******* on me flawless
And you keep on claiming that I switched up,
Part of the reason that a ***** heartless
And I'm swearing that you coulda been here
Just got a pack that new iceberg
I ain't 'bout shit, **** what you heard
Better come up close, and find out first
***** bro run down, take off his shoes
Put you on the new
Got me lookin' at you
Wouldn't done this shit to you
We trap out the buildin'
***** just say how you feelin'
***** I had you in my bidness
I'm down in my feelings
None of these lil' **** *****s, ain't trustin' no leach
I just showed them that my body different
Same *****s that depend on me
Gon' start all them rumors as soon as I fall
Soon as I can't pay their part
Why the **** you can't play your part?
We trap out the buildin'
***** just say how you feelin'
***** I had you in my bidness
I'm down in my feelings
None of these lil' **** *****s, ain't trustin' no leach
I just showed them that my body different
Same *****s that depend on me
Gon' start all them rumors as soon as I fall
Soon as I can't pay their part
Why the **** you can't play your part?
Certain *****s, uh
I gotta watch for certain *******
Cut 'em off all the faking, I ain't with it
Pradas on got me catching mad attention
Wanna **** for the clout and I don't get it
But this come with the life, man I ain't trippin'
I just started the coutin', I ain't finished (Boom, bah)
With my hittas ain't no limit
Don't hit my DMs, won't answer no calls
Rarri throw me the chop, I'ma finish 'em off
Blow the shit out his cap, I'ma watch how he fall
Traumatized from the streets, all the things I had saw
I get real, real fly, I got real mob ties
I just checked my bank account, it's at a all time high
I was young trapping for dubs
One and O with a bag, tell 'em **** on the love
And it ain't what it seem, I ran out of love
Got a Glock with a beam, it's ready to buss
And I'm prayin' God, that I get my way
And I had it hard through my younger days
They don't understand that we gotta a plan
Put it on God, *****s won't play
We trap out the buildin'
***** just say how you feelin'
***** I had you in my bidness
I'm down in my feelings
None of these lil' **** *****s, ain't trustin' no leach
I just showed them that my body different
Same *****s that depend on me
Gon' start all them rumors as soon as I fall
Soon as I can't pay their part
Why the **** you can't play your part?
We trap out the buildin'
***** just say how you feelin'
***** I had you in my bidness
I'm down in my feelings
None of these lil' **** *****s, ain't trustin' no leach
I just showed them that my body different
Same *****s that depend on me
Gon' start all them rumors as soon as I fall
Soon as I can't pay their part
Why the **** you can't play your part?