作曲 : Rodarius Green

[Intro]

That wasn't funny

But she laughed so hard, she almost cried

They're countin' months they've been together

Almost forty-nine

(Yo, Sam, this shit heat)

He's making fun of how she acted 'round the holidays

(Damn, Dawson)

She wears a ring, but they tell people that they're not engaged

They met in class for metaphysical philosophy

He tells his friends, "I like her

'Cause she's so much smarter than me"

They're having talks about their futures until 4 A.M

And I'm happy for them

But I wanna feel all that love and emotion

Be that attached to the person I'm holdin'

Someday I'll be falling without caution

But for now, I'm only people watchin'

Yeah, uh

[Verse]

Thinking about my life and how far a nigga came

Thinking about my life and mistakes a nigga made

Steady ducking the reaper, everybody got a day (Grrah)

Hopefully, I'll be ready for it (Yeah, yeah)

Uh, I told 'em my dreams, they ain't believe this

I can't lie, even I couldn't of seen this

I just was on the bus stop getting high out of my brain

Headphones in listening to Kevin Gates say

Shooting star, shooting star

Rapper with a pistol, that made me a shooting star

Now we all across the globe, three hundred thousand dollar shows

We wasn't supposed to get this far

This shit so crazy how these hoes tryna plot on me (Tryna plot on me)

These niggas hating, want my spot, sending shots at me

Know I **** with Sosa, Ghetto, Spec and Tee

Boy, you must ain't know them boys gon' park the car jump out on feet

Won't you pay a nigga back for saving 'ya life

I don't know yet but I'm a make it right

I'm tryna ball, niggas tryna take my life

I Tell you what a'll make a gangster change his life

How to make a gangster change his life

Go to sleep with millions in his bank

Wake up in the morning, see his daughter face

Just was broke as a joke, when we was down we was fine

Start achieving his dreams now my life on the line

Tell the label no deal, I need twenty every time

I ain't coming to Europe if I can't bring my .45

Tell the label no deal, I need twenty every time

I ain't coming to Pariss if I can't bring my .4-5 (Oh, woah)

[Outro]

Aye

Tell the label no deal

I'm fine, I can't come on the road and ride if I can't bring fire

You know, I need my fire for these **** niggas

I need my fire for these **** niggas (Yeah)

I need my fire for these **** niggas (I seen that)

I seen that, I need my fire for these **** niggas (Grrah)

No Deal (Baow,baow,baow,baow)

Mmh

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