- DUSTY LOCANE can ES world 歌詞
- DUSTY LOCANE
- [Intro]
(Lucid, wake em up)
Yeah
Look
Yall niggas aint gon take everything I done grind for (On hood)
Listen
[Chorus ]
Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way (Tryna find)
You was in the crib anyway (Was in the crib, nigga)
So when its time, **** up out my way (**** out my way)
Im the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)
[Verse 1]
How you mad cause Im glistenin?
And yeah, I got money and spent it (I spent it)
Even if its for no reason
**** it, I meant it (Yeah, I meant it)
My hеart filled up with pain, anger, vengеance (Mmm)
We could never be the same
Boy, you aint check in with the trenches
[Pre-Chorus]
Flossy where Im from, aint no one-on-ones
Better have your gun, look ( Grrt)
Slidin with a pump, headshot, he done
Nother body in the book
Im a top dog, I aint no rook
Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook
Aint no surprise on the wrong foot
If I like your chain, then its gettin took (Gimme that)
[Chorus]
Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went? )
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way (Tryna find)
You was in the crib anyway (Was in the crib, nigga )
So when its time, **** up out my way (**** out my way)
Im the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)
Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way (Tryna find)
You was in the crib anyway (Was in the crib, nigga)
So when its time, **** up out my way (** ** out my way)
Im the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)
[Verse 2]
Puttin on for the Fever
They come and they go, but I stayed the same (I stayed)
Ice froze, keep a heater
Beam on the Glock, Ill paint the rain
Nigga, Im the king, the throne I claim
Yeah, you hear the chains
I know you hear the chains (Mm, mm)
[Pre-Chorus]
Flossy where Im from, aint no one-on-ones
Better have your gun, look (Grrt )
Slidin with a pump, headshot, he done
Nother body in the book
Im a top dog, I aint no rook
Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook
Aint no surprise on the wrong foot
If I like your chain, then its gettin took (Gimme that)
[Chorus]
Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way (Tryna find)
You was in the crib anyway (Was in the crib, nigga)
So when its time, **** up out my way (**** out my way)
Im the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)
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