歌词
Paupa got beats making history, on God!
Young *****, Glock on me with my chains on
I could never switch up on my day ones
You can't name one ***** that I changed on
I been gettin' to the bag all day long
I came from poverty, straight out the mud
My *****s ride for me, yeah we some thugs
They on the side of me, strapped with them slugs
It's animosity, they show no love
Big bag, i been getting to the money
I know *****s out here really wish I bummy
Glock twenty-three, tucked by the tummy
**** it back,
Pull the trigger ***** please don't be a dummy
We gon' ride around his block and let them shots off
If we catch a op slippin' let them Glocks off
All my *****s official and y'all be knock offs
***** we do this in loving memory of Popoff, uh
I been gettin' to the bag, put on for my section
I can't really trust a soul so I keep a weapon
Got Balenciaga's on my feet every time I step in
Two fingers with a thumb, you know what I'm reppin'
Young ***** and I gotta get my bang on
Keep a Glock every time I got my chains on
Big choppa enemigos we gon' rain on
Young ***** I'm just tryna put the gang on
Young *****, Glock on me with my chains on
I could never switch up on my day ones
You can't name one ***** that I changed on
I been gettin' to the bag all day long
I came from poverty, straight out the mud
My *****s ride for me, yeah we some thugs
They on the side of me, strapped with them slugs
It's animosity, they show no love
Oouuah
Decades, decades, I been in it for decades (Decades)
Methane, propane, ninety-one oct-in-ane
*******, ******* comin' outta the gih-name (Gih-name)
Magazine that's the street I clih-zame
Some of my comrades doin' it big,
Some of my comrades doin' it small
Me personally, I sell music and alcohol
They call me E-40 I'm not a phony (Not a phony)
The soil love me like fried bologna (Fried bologna)
I'm havin' my cheese and grits
With my prawns and my fried fish
Back in the glory days, I used to sell hella bricks
Then I went to hibernation and took a vacation
How many years ago?
Thirty plus years ago, statute of limitations
When I was flea-flickin',
I was servin' the other side (For real?)
But they didn't even know, just me and my guys (The Hills)
The other side can be anywhere in your city (Anywhere)
When there was a drought I was breakin' down zippies (Onions)
Biatch!
Young *****, Glock on me with my chains on
I could never switch up on my day ones
You can't name one ***** that I changed on
I been gettin' to the bag all day long
I came from poverty, straight out the mud
My *****s ride for me, yeah we some thugs
They on the side of me, strapped with them slugs
It's animosity, they show no love
专辑信息
1.Wake They **** Up
2.GOAT
3.Chase the Money
4.1 Question
5.Rain on My Parade
6.Big Deal
7.Watch the Homies
8.I Don't like Em
9.I'm It
10.No Choice
11.I Come from the Game
12.Don't @ Me
13.Blossom
14.Made This Way
15.Ooh
16.Another One
17.In the Struggle
18.Imma Find Out
19.Stayed Down
20.All Day Long
21.Surroundings
22.Bet You Didn't Know
23.Facts Not Fiction
24.Thou Wow
25.Keep On Gassin
26.My Everything