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Дата выпуска: 23.06.2022
Возрастные ограничения: 18+
Язык песни: Английский
The Sopranos |
You’re a real sick fuck, you know that? |
Benny boy, how’s your family? |
Ah, not bad, boy |
You know, we had to move my father to another old folks home |
Hey, I got my own fuckin' problems |
Yeah, yeah |
Ayy, this motherfucker point like a pen |
If you ain’t independent, like if you signed to a label, I don’t even wan' work |
with you, all that |
Gotta get approval and shit for you to release some shit and |
Gotta ask this nigga if you can drop and all this |
Gotta get permission and shit |
Boss up |
Yeah, you niggas can’t high-post and you know who seein' ya |
How can you be antisocial on social media? |
So remedial, drilled to the core, real as before |
Too many cousins in your bed, you had to chill on the floor |
Imagine tellin' older niggas on the court |
Don’t do that to lil' homie, fam, give him his ball |
If your mama gave you a dollar, you could buy a whole meal from the store |
Canned soda and chips, a pan on the stove with the fish |
Let it land over the grits |
He think he rich 'cause he know his mans owe him a brick |
Go on a trip where the Crips and Bloods can co-exist |
Let’s go to Saint-Tropez, it’s cold as a bitch |
This the Atlanta Braves throwin' a pitch |
I lost three uncles in three years, let’s be clear |
I walk these jungles beneath fear, and we here |
I thought they’d be humble, but he weird |
Still don’t give a fuck what you say |
I’m cuttin' up your toupée |
Wish my nigga O went rap before he said «What's up?» to Lupe |
Brown-colored new bae lookin' like a cup of D’USSÉ |
I handled the work, embezzled my hand in the dirt |
Been missin' they kid, I was hearin' them AMBER Alerts |
Understandin' what hurts is pain-driven |
All them days I was stuck in the rain that came with it |
Can’t complain, it’ll drive you insane, we made different |
In this game, gotta drive through the lane like Blake Griffin |
Different game, same system |
I’d be lyin' if I told you that I was that same nigga |
You’d be lyin' if you told me that you was a made nigga |
You still tryna convince these crackers we ain’t niggas? |
You still tryna convince these rappers your chain bigger? |
It’s that feeling when Michael and Quincy just made Thriller |
Martin told Coretta he wants whatever that came with her |
A killer, this that 2022 J Dilla |
Energy already good, I don’t need no sage, nigga |
I ain’t your barber, still could catch your fade, nigga |
Modern day grave diggers |
I’m a self-made nigga, I literally made millions |
Stop playin' in my building, nigga, stay up out your feelings, nigga |
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