[00:00.00] 作词 : William Leonard Roberts II
[00:00.04] 作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II
[00:00.09]J.U.S.T.I.C.E League
[00:38.47]Oh, glidin' through the city to my place (My place)
[00:45.98]It feels like we're floatin up in outer space
[00:50.72](And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
[00:55.43]Listening to shit from way back (Maybach Music)
[00:59.20]Oh, ah, Maybach Music
[01:02.89](Maybach Music)
[01:03.96]Flows mind-blowing, these niggas switching the topic
[01:06.37]All drick-riders, your label labeled erotic
[01:09.09]You got a couple dollars, but really it's barely modest
[01:11.88]Couldn't sign me if you niggas was payin' homage
[01:14.77]Playin' both side, convicted you with verdict
[01:17.38]Play a lil' rider, come hit you up for the murder
[01:20.20]Chains all hollow, I peeped soon as I heard it
[01:22.85]These niggas be talkin' shooter, but quick to send they attorney
[01:25.82]Is it really real, like Cand Lady allure?
[01:28.42]Money overboard, the kilos washin' ashore
[01:31.25]Pains on the boy, Versace down to the drawers
[01:33.98]Currency come in Crypto, you know they tapin' our calls
[01:36.57]Chariots and lofts, bitches legs crossed
[01:39.62]Talkin' long money, but they conversation's short
[01:42.29]New accolades with women for me to toss
[01:45.05]They call it "the road to riches", regardless, I had to walk
[01:48.02]Now it's too many cars, they say I live in a bubble
[01:50.82]But I make it the point, we poppin' all through the Summer
[01:53.34]Got the pilots and gunners, receivers, passers and punters
[01:56.24]My pockets playin' for keeps, G's get more than what's common
[01:59.01]I made a few mistakes, I pray I get to repent
[02:01.64]The passion came from the pain, I'm paitin' you all my sins
[02:04.37]Warhol, Art Basel how it's so soft
[02:07.32]More raw till Hov cut the 'fro off
[02:10.48]Glidin' through the city to my place (My place)
[02:14.84]It feels like we're floatin up in outer space
[02:19.91](And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
[02:23.87]Listening to shit from way back (Maybach Music)
[02:28.07]Oh, ah, Maybach Music
[02:32.29]Let's go for a ride, to where your heart desire
[02:35.36]I put your heart in drive, I'll let you borrow mine
[02:38.18]My feet on top the clouds, I walk a thousand miles
[02:40.91]She got them soft bitch lips, call it cotton mouth
[02:43.77]And I'm on auto pilot, got a larger closet
[02:46.47]I'm at target practice, you at Target shoppin'
[02:49.28]Second hand smoke got her vision fallin' cloudy
[02:52.08]Her eyes get so watery, them bitches started drownin'
[02:54.98]On the ride of a lifetime
[02:56.79]Watch out for the rats, mice, cons and the pythons
[02:59.64]So Triple H, my God, I'm so sky high
[03:02.38]Comin' down from the night sky, like a lightening rod
[03:05.30]Shine like some ice, nice fives like a kite flyin'
[03:07.89]No strings attached, we replace it with a lifeline
[03:10.61]Out of body feelin', out our clothes and our right mind
[03:13.44]Baby, ride me like a bumpy road to the high rise, yeah, yeah
[03:17.12]Glidin' through the city to my place (My place)
[03:21.41]It feels like we're floatin up in outer space
[03:26.12](And you can still) You can find me in my Maybach
[03:30.81]Listening to shit from way back (Maybach Music)
[03:34.27]Oh, ah, Maybach Music
[03:38.73]Glidin' through the city to my place (My place)
[03:43.75]It feels like we're floatin up in outer space
[03:48.48](And you can still) Oh, Maybach Music