TRY & SEE - Doe Boy/Future.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Cotrell Dennard/Mustard/Joshua Luellen/Herbert Randall Wright III/Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.
[00:00.055] 作曲 : Cotrell Dennard/Mustard/Joshua Luellen/Herbert Randall Wright III/Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.
[00:00.110][Intro: G Herbo & Doe Boy]
[00:02.496]Uh, uh-huh (Uh-huh)
[00:04.618]Ayy, you know this
[00:08.330]Don't act like you don't know this, you know this (Oh, really?)
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[00:10.193][Chorus: G Herbo]
[00:10.733]Uh, I was dead broke
[00:12.588]Never had money, but I had hope (Had hope, Southside on the track, yeah)
[00:14.991]Trippin' 'bout my past, but I love it, though (I love it, though)
[00:17.122]Wifey on my ass 'bout another ho (Mustard on the beat, ho, ayy)
[00:19.260]I ain't in the 'Raq, but I run it, though (I run it, though)
[00:21.645]Can't even find the key, press the button, go (Skrrt)
[00:24.047]Everywhere I go, they be airin' me
[00:26.432]Nigga tryin' me, tell him, "Try and see"
[00:28.826]Got security, but I keep iron on me (I keep iron on me)
[00:31.203]Used to be four deep, now I'm side deep
[00:33.338]Askin' me for cash, it be drownin' me
[00:35.751]My Amеx like fifty-thou' a week
[00:37.893]
[00:38.144][Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
[00:38.682]Stand over a hundred-thousand, had thе wealth to go and check
[00:40.273]Twenty-three, new Rolls, new Ferrari, what's next?
[00:42.663]Rose gold Richie Mill', face lift, they upset
[00:45.051]She gon' **** for a budget, I can't even trust it
[00:47.447]All these Cubans lit up like a Christmas tree
[00:49.834]Ridin' with the mob, some Crip and some bleed
[00:52.502].223s on his skin, eczema
[00:54.880]My lil' nigga clean the whole house, Stanley Steamer
[00:57.269]I remember I was broke, now I got some coats
[00:59.937]Pull up in the winter time on my little folks
[01:02.324]You pillow talkin' to your bitch, I ain't trippin' though
[01:04.720]I be sippin' slow while I'm gettin' dough
[01:06.832][Chorus: G Herbo & Doe Boy]
[01:07.378]Uh, I was dead broke
[01:09.490]Never had money, but I had hope (Had hope)
[01:12.153]Trippin' 'bout my past, but I love it, though (I love it, though)
[01:14.276]Wifey on my ass 'bout another ho (Ayy)
[01:16.670]I ain't in the 'Raq, but I run it, though (I run it, though)
[01:18.794]Can't even find the key, press the button, go (Skrrt)
[01:21.452]Everywhere I go, they be airin' me
[01:23.566]Nigga tryin' me, tell him, "Try and see" (Oh, really?)
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[01:26.505][Verse 2: Doe Boy & Future]
[01:27.041]Ran through the bag then ran up another check (There you go)
[01:28.372]Hundred in my clip like four hundred on my neck (Gotta go)
[01:30.759]Nigga that'll play with Beezy, still ain't found one yet (Boom)
[01:33.156]I got dissed a hundred times, still ain't felt one threat (Haha, haha)
[01:35.566]Bro, you mad at me, need to keep your ho in check (Okay)
[01:37.946]Let me kiss her first, how you think I know it's wet? (Come here)
[01:40.344]Bitch so bad, made me blow the whole check (Mwah, uh)
[01:42.731]I'm like Instacart, bring the beef to your doorstop (Rrah, rrah)
[01:44.855]Do a drill in a Striker, pussy nigga know it's tinted (Skrrt)
[01:47.239]Serena on my neck, big ass pointers and it's tennis (Ooh)
[01:49.643]Tennis chains on, cross a nigga couple digits (Ooh)
[01:52.033]Shot his ass at Fits, pussy boy landed at Lennox (For real)
[01:54.418]Weak ass hoes don't get shit, bad bitches get the Benzs (Okay)
[01:57.083]Jumped off the porch and I dove in the trenches (Go)
[01:59.472]Only gettin' dick, ain't that ho gettin' kisses (Go)
[02:01.873]Ain't that ho gettin' shit (Pluto)
[02:04.256][Verse 3: Future]
[02:04.533]Dead broke, came up from nothin', ready to crash out
[02:06.907]I can spot a demon, I can see when niggas opted out
[02:09.573]Drop-top with the rocks out when I pop out
[02:11.712]Get a nigga hit, sent a blitz, get him boxed out
[02:14.112]Fentanyl on my wrist and my fist, I just cashed out (I did)
[02:16.507]Real niggas back door and fake shit, locked out
[02:18.923]Drug niggas, real niggas, drill niggas, fla-fla
[02:21.326]Young niggas stole all these trends for
[02:23.719]Trap house, all they know is bandos (Yeah)
[02:26.104]Coolin' off, nigga, let your fan go
[02:28.228]Rather keep it with me, take your sticks to their mouthy (Pluto)
[02:30.887]I ain't have shit, now I'm rich, niggas salty (Fake)
[02:33.273]Sippin' on that Triss, drinkin' Wock', drankin' Hi-C (Syrup)
[02:35.656]I don't promote drugs 'til one feel like I'm flyin' (Syrup)
[02:38.059]Made it out the mud, now I'm stuntin' just like Bryan (Hol' up)
[02:40.181]Get it out the dirt, niggas understand the assignment (Freebandz)
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[02:43.120][Chorus: G Herbo]
[02:43.662]I was dead broke
[02:45.515]Never had money, but I had hope (Had hope)
[02:47.633]Trippin' 'bout my past, but I love it, though (I love it, though)
[02:50.565]Wifey on my ass 'bout another ho (Ayy)
[02:52.673]I ain't in the 'Raq, but I run it, though (I run it, though)
[02:55.065]Can't even find the key, press the button, go (Skrrt)
[02:57.460]Everywhere I go, they be airin' me
[02:59.847]Nigga tryin' me, tell him, "Try and see"