[00:00.000] 作词 : Meek Mill/Dario Omanovic/Rance Dopson/Toney Fountaine
[00:00.909] 作曲 : Dario Omanovic/Meek Mill/Rance Dopson/Toney Fountaine
[00:01.818] 制作人 : Dario
[00:02.727] 共同制作人 : Rance Dopson
[00:03.636] 音频工程师 : Alex Estevez/Lou Carrao/Steven Xia
[00:04.545] 混音师 : Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
[00:05.454] 低音吉他 : Dammo Farmer
[00:06.363] 吉他 : Chris Payton
[00:07.272] 录音工程师 : Anthony Cruz/Dylan Del Olmo
[00:08.181] 母带工程师 : Colin Leonard
[00:09.090] 人声 : Meek Mill
[00:10.06]Yeah, uh
[00:11.61]All the youngins in my hood popping percs now
[00:14.51]Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' worse now
[00:17.38]You gotta tell 'em put them guns and the percs down
[00:20.15]Them new jails got ten yards in 'em
[00:21.58]And that's your first down, uh
[00:23.78]And I ain't come here to preach
[00:25.57]I just had to say somethin' '
[00:26.98]Cause I'm the one with the reach
[00:28.37]Youngin' gotta quarter ounce, he tryna turn into Meech
[00:31.03]Ain't had no daddy, he's had to learn from the streets
[00:33.40]I used to be a honor roll student, damn
[00:35.69]Then I turned to a beast
[00:36.90]The first time I seen a ***** get some blood on his sneaks
[00:39.66]He had on Air Max 93s but was slumped in the street
[00:42.60]His mama cryin', that there's a sign to me, oh Lord
[00:45.31]The s**t I'm doin' for my hood I won't get an Award
[00:48.07]I used to sell Reggie, damn how' I get to the Forbes
[00:51.13]I take a shot if I miss I'm gettin' on boards
[00:54.01]Ain't quittin' no more, like give me some more
[00:56.89]We went Old Navy it felt like Christian Dior
[00:59.66]Was dead broke but rich in soul, was we really that poor?
[01:02.57]Was we really that dumb? 'Cause we carry a gun
[01:05.35]And every ***** in my neighborhood carryin' one
[01:08.19]'Cause we had nightmares of our mamas got to bury her son
[01:11.12]I'm speakin' to you as a prophet as rare as they come, uh
[01:14.91]Gunshots sound like music hangin' out the Buick
[01:17.74]Why you wanna be a shooter?
[01:18.86]Mama told me not to do it but I did it
[01:21.23]Now I'm locked up in a prison
[01:22.67]Callin' mama like I shouldn't have did it
[01:24.59]Watch my dream shatter in an instant
[01:26.31]I'm on a visit posin' for the picture
[01:28.45]Like I'm going for my prom or somethin'
[01:30.59]Like I ain't facing time or somethin'
[01:31.95]Ride for these ****** like that s**t
[01:33.61]Ain't hurt my mom or somethin'
[01:34.99]Only one gon' get me commissary or even buy me somethin'
[01:37.89]When it all fall down
[01:38.85]I can call y'all now
[01:40.19]Even if I hit your phone
[01:41.53]That won't get me home
[01:43.03]Seen so many different times , these ****** did me wrong
[01:45.76]S**t that's the reason that I did this song
[01:48.00]S**t we was kids used to play on the step
[01:51.59]A couple years later we flirtin' with the angel of death
[01:54.39]I was eleven years old, I got my hands on the Tec
[01:57.26]When I first touched it that s**t gave me a rush
[01:59.66]My homie's dying I'm like "Maybe we next"
[02:01.93]That just made me a threat
[02:03.08]Knowin' the ****** smoke my daddy it just made me upset
[02:05.83]Made me a man s**t I was five when God gave me my test
[02:08.82]Go to court with a court apointed and he won't say object
[02:11.64]Now it's you against the state and you ain't got no cake
[02:14.54]Jail overpopulated they ain't got no space
[02:17.42]I know a youngin' that got murked
[02:19.09]Ain't get to drive no Wraith
[02:20.47]But he in hearse on the way to church,
[02:21.91]I know his mom gon' faint
[02:23.20]When she smell like embalment fluid,
[02:24.89]Cologne all on her baby
[02:26.24]Pastor said he sendin' you home, she goin' crazy
[02:29.25]When they drop that casket all in the ground,
[02:30.99]Who gon' save me?
[02:32.09]How could you blame me?
[02:33.52]When I'm tryna stay alive and just survive
[02:35.71]And beat them odds when ****** die by twenty-five
[02:37.84]When I stop fearin' for my life,
[02:39.18]When I decide to change my mind And stop tokin'
[02:41.53]Tryna smoke the pain away, they lock us up for smoking
[02:44.37]Put 'em on probation, lock you up if you ain't perfect
[02:47.26]Victims of the system like a rain drop in the ocean
[02:50.15]They closin' all the schools
[02:51.43]And all the prisons gettin' open
[02:53.05]Yeah
[02:54.33]See comin' from where I come from
[02:56.41]We had to beat the streets
[02:57.83]Beat the system, beat racism, beat poverty
[03:01.31]And now we made it through all that we at the championship
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