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作词 : Lil Tjay/João Victor Alba Duarte

作曲 : Lil Tjay/João Victor Alba Duarte

JD On Tha Track

No, no, no, no, oh

Uh-uh, yeah

*****s could say what they want, say what they want

They must not want me to win

This **** not cap you a ten

I lost a friend, I see a opp I go in'

Got me some **** that extend, you just all talk

How you ain't never come spin

I told my mama to grin, we at the top

I ain't been broke in a min

Father my bad for the sins since I begin

I've just got lost in the wind

I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer

He gotta come home again

I need like 50 a show, that's how it go

I'll pick up half at the end

Young ***** setting a trend

Copped me a Bimmer

Truly I wanted a Benz

Everybody grind, everybody eat

I been on my grind on my two feet

Butterfly doors, that's a two seat

They teeth finna punch call it Bruce Lee

We'll spin a ***** block only two deep

Make him run out in his scoks like his new feet

Mini mack got knocked but he loopy

Wanna see my whole block living Gucci

And the good die young sip poochie

Walk around two chops lil Ducie

Outta town finna cop lil Uzi

Know a lot of *****, *****s wanna to shoot me

Wear my hat to the back I ain't woopty

Had ya man ***** eat, she a groupie

I remember block days it was 2P

In the cell writin' bars under 2 sheets

I remember when the crib had no heat

I remember when the opps wanted no beef

I remember spinnin' blocks in a stoley

Seen a ***** get burned with a bogie

I done seen a good kid start oding

I done seen bro die front of police

So I try not to cry everyday now

Swear I still feel the pain when I lay down

If you hit ***** ***** better stay down

You ain't never move guns through the greyhound

You ain't never gonna spin when it came down

And I really wanna hear what you say now

Keep a pole every day, we don't play around

Backpack got a stash, it's a sprayground

I remember tryna jugg on the playground

In the stu doin' hard every day now

*****s could say what they want, say what they want

They must not want me to win

This **** not cap you a ten

I lost a friend, I see a opp I go in'

Got me some **** that extend, you just all talk

How you ain't never come spin

I told my mama to grin, we at the top

I ain't been broke in a min

Father my bad for the sins since I begin

I've just got lost in the wind

I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer

He gotta come home again

I need like 50 a show, that's how it go

I'll pick up half at the end

Young ***** setting a trend

Copped me a Bimmer

Truly I wanted a Benz

I hope my mama forget **** that I did

She ain't expect from a kid

It's just the way that it is

Stick to your biz before you start runnin' your jibs

I know some killers and goons

I send them lurking, they finna get you by noon

You could get swept like a broom, havin' got room

You finna go up there soon

What you assume, had to eat I ain't start with no spoon

Feel like brothers just got me in tune

Now I'm finna shoot off to the moon

Numbers goin' like sonic they zoom

******* feenin' to give up they ****

Made a milli so long from a goon

I'mma have me a billion soon

I'mma reach for the stars

I soon cop me a new audemar

Had to let got like 5 at the bar

Tell the dealership go get my car

I be the man, 2 milli plus on the gram

Learn what you don't understand

You just a fan, soon as you saw me you ran

Bro caught a hit off the Xan

Boy I'm a blam, that's what you don't understand

No we ain't finna throw hands (No, no)

Niggas try to steal my shine

I'ma clap before you try to take mine (No, no, no, no)

Lately I been on my grind

For a fact we gonna all be fine (No, no, no, no)

Haters tryin' to waste my time

For a fact I don't pay them no mind

*****s could say what they want, say what they want

They must not want me to win

This **** not cap you a ten

I lost a friend, I see a opp I go in'

Got me some **** that extend, you just all talk

How you ain't never come spin

I told my mama to grin, we at the top

I ain't been broke in a min

Father my bad for the sins since I begin

I've just got lost in the wind

I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer

He gotta come home again

I need like 50 a show, that's how it go

I'll pick up half at the end

Young ***** setting a trend

Copped me a Bimmer

Truly I wanted a Benz