Babies & Fools (Explicit)歌词-Freddie Gibbs&The Alchemist&Conway the Machine

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作曲 : Frederick J. Tipton/Demond Price/Alan D. Maman

作词 : Frederick J. Tipton/Demond Price

Yeah

Kane Train

Toot a lil' somethin', somethin'

Let's smoke a lil' somethin', somethin', yeah

A b*tch could never (All of me)

Ha, never, b*tch, yeah (All of me)

Yeah, real nigga, what's up?

My first love was football from playin' that Madden ****

My second love was hard *****, **** and this rappin' ****

Heard Allah on the nights that I wasn't havin' ****

I say my prayers but I'm rusty as f*ck with Arabic

Lord, take me as I am 'cause I'm gon' come as I'm is

I might die twice if I look down and see my mama in tears

I gave her (All of me), uh

But I ain't gon' never die (All of me), uh

B*tch, I could never, what's up?

I know the Lord watch over babies and fools

I did the fooly with this tool to put my babies through school

You know my last one was a liar, for that b*tch, we ain't cool

Hit them DMs, a nigga can't swim, but I f*cked her friend by the pool

'Cause she was tour p*ssy, I never needed that b*tch

She cussed me out in long-*** texts, but I ain't read them *****

She wanted (All of me)

But you could never have (All of me), haha, yeah

B*tch, you could never, what's up?

Uh, James Harden, I had to take a step back from b*tches and certain niggas (Yeah)

Sometimes you slip to get the success, then you start hurtin' feelings

Used to have the hardtop, yes, now I convert the ceiling

Friends was tryna count my pockets like I don't deserve a million

B*tch, I deserve a trillion

'Cause I would've did a trillion years for these niggas

Whole bid for these niggas

I gave 'em (All of me)

nigga, I gave the streets (All of me)

I'm fallin' back, what's up?

Look, my first love was writin' verses and rappin' bars (Yeah)

My second love was sittin' on bandos and trappin' hard (Huh?)

Hospital bed, bullet in my neck and a fractured jaw

Call it crazy, but I always knew I'd bounce back this hard (I always knew)

Who got the matte black MAC? That's to match the car (Uh-huh)

I got that 'cause I been clapped before

Gave these streets (All of me)

nigga, I gave the streets (All of me)

Uh, I'm on tour, I'm on the road just hustlin' and ****

My baby mama cut me off, she had enough of my **** (She sick of my ****)

I'll Cashapp stacks every now and then, like that's enough

She like, "At least FaceTime, your babies don't see your *** enough" (You right)

Plus my older son is failin' math, that **** ain't addin' up

I guess I ain't around bein' a dad enough, I owe my kids

(All of me)

I owe them all and know it (All of me)

Uh, for the mob, you know I give niggas the shirt off my back

Somethin' happen to one of my niggas, I'll be the first to attack

Air out your corner, if I miss, then we circlin' back (Brrt)

Funeral lines, Cadillacs with the hearses to match (Hearses to match)

Huh, I rep my niggas every verse that I rap

Violate, the shots disperse from this MAC (May Block, nigga)

I gave my hood (All of me, you know what's up)

I gave my whole hood (All of me)

That's a fact, nigga