• 標題:Recognize Real (with Gunna)
  • 歌手:Young Thug;Gunna
  • 專輯:Punk
  • 卡拉OK評級:1★
  • 語言:en
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    [Chorus: Gunna]
    Had to gamble my life
    I'm rollin' the dice
    Money ain't got a price, but talk to me nice
    I got my money right
    You gotta criticize, but it's alright
    I won't be victimized
    Judgin' the police takin' my people's lives
    I'm just signin' checks and doin' what's best for mine
    And I ain't gotta do too much 'cause real gon' recognize
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
    [Verse 1: Gunna]
    It's written on your face, like you better than me
    I can't get caught up with you bitches, I'm keeping' it P
    Gotta keep it P, our millenium is the last dying breed (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    Louis on me, my arms strong, you too skinny and scrawny
    You tellin' lies, and I can't **** with you only
    I tear you up and you gon' never be lonely (Yeah)
    I want a Rolls Royce, I want a Maybach
    I want a Hellcat, it cost a hunnid racks
    You sold a lot of cap, they want they money back
    Had to, I cross 'em out, thank God I made it back
    I never asked for help
    Nobody gave me that
    We 'bouta ban all that cap
    We only stating facts
    And let 'em know how I feel, so I caught my ladies track
    And I always stay on track (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
    [Verse 2: Young Thug]
    I'm killin' 'bout my brother, and I know that you see
    My new house didn't come with a key, you gotta type it and see
    **** your whole game, we smoked the boss
    We ain't smokin' no leaf
    We shop online on a vintage store
    Got thousand-dollar tees
    We passed the bitch right when we done
    She ain't my wife, how could I see her with my son?
    Rockin' Rick Owens, got the ones that say, "Cunt"
    All I do is sit and count racks up by the bunch
    Took her out and paid for lunch
    Rich off of Pyrex, you can twirl your arm right to left and get a Corvette
    5 or 6 million dollar Ferrari don't know what it start at
    I told my teacher I'ma buy more watches 'cause I was tardy
    I started screamin' out the answers before it started
    Added that bitch to my ransom, then went the hardest
    My homie died, I want answers, so we gon' spark it
    We takin' over like cancer and goin' the hardest
    And now they criticize
    But it's alright