• 标题:Day Before (with Mac Miller)
  • 歌手:Young Thug;Mac Miller
  • 专辑:Punk
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  • 语言:en
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    Yeah
    Ayy
    Listen
    S-N-Double-O-P, I'm a dizz-op
    Sh!t, he was talking brazy, I ain't lie, I knocked the n!gga off
    I ain't tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me
    He know I just had a hundred thousand P's Saran'd on me
    I had to hand out all the rooms so she can't say I molested
    I tried to take back all the watches, rings, and the necklaces
    She said I'm takin' full advantage 'cause I'm never stressin'
    'Cause I had feelings for this girl that barely owned a residence
    Don't get me wrong 'cause it ain't nothing 'bout that money, n!gga
    I meant to tell you, since a kid, I been gettin' my own figures
    I was bringing'in the racks and she was steady shopping
    I'm talking big bills, all colors, n!gga, Monopoly
    I ain't trippin', b!tch, I'm sharper than the damn machete
    Super different, I even stood out on my own partners
    Since a kid, I been a dresser, Thousand Island
    I was sh!ttin', my diamonds green, piss, port-a-potty, woah
    B!tch talk to me while I'm sleepin', yeah, yeah
    Swimmin' in the linen like deep-end, yeah, yeah
    All I never needed was a alibi, yeah, yeah
    I don't need a motherf*cking reason, yeah
    Out of mind, so I keep a pizzy
    Everything a hundred, I don't ever leave it fifty, yeah
    Did my own half-time, if I was simple
    What the f*ck you think I'm rich for?
    Why you think I'm always talking sh!t, with my hand on my d!ck?
    In the crib, this b!tch turn it to a strip show
    It's what it is, though
    Yeah, yeah, it's what it is, though, yeah, whoa
    Leave me alone, take your ass home
    If it ain't another million, I ain't pickin' up the phone
    Phony motherf*ckers always sittin' on a throne
    All I want's some p*ssy, baby, give a dog a bone, yeah, yeah
    I don't need a lot, but I got a lot
    I don't need a lot, but I got a lot, yeah
    Two hundred for the whip in the parking lot
    Everything cuttin', turn this sh!t into a barbershop
    Swear I'm always shinin', couldn't tell you if it's dark or not
    Just a couple things I thought about, yeah, yeah