Money Trees（TS7remix） - tststst_.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : tststst_
[00:00.121] 作曲 : tststst_
[00:00.242] 编曲 : tststst_
[00:00.365]The one in front of the gun, forever,
[00:04.119]And I been hustlin' all day,
[00:06.127]This-a-way, that-a-way,
[00:08.385]Through canals and alleyways, just to say,
[00:10.894]Money trees is the perfect place for shade,
[00:14.648]And that's just how I feel, nah, nah,
[00:20.671]A dollar might just **** your main *****,
[00:23.681]That's just how I feel, nah,
[00:26.457]A dollar might say **** them **** that you came with,
[00:32.468]That's just how I feel, nah, nah,
[00:36.981]A dollar might just make that lane switch,
[00:40.482]That's just how I feel, nah,
[00:43.489]A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich,
[00:47.998]That's just how I feel,
[00:50.499]Be the last one out to get this dough? No way!
[00:54.090]Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way!
[00:57.342]Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way!
[01:01.604]Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way!
[01:06.359]Be the last one out to get this dough? No way!
[01:10.372]Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way!
[01:14.626]Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way!
[01:18.889]Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way!
[01:23.142]Imagine Rock up in them projects,
[01:25.147]Where them ****** pick your pockets,
[01:27.409]Santa Claus don't miss them stockings,
[01:29.414]Liquors spillin', pistols poppin',
[01:31.422]Bakin' soda YOLA whippin',
[01:33.424]Ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin',
[01:35.425]My homeboy just dome'd a *****,
[01:37.679]I just hope the Lord forgive him,
[01:39.686]Pots with ******* residue,
[01:41.625]Every day I'm hustlin',
[01:44.129]What else is a thug to do,
[01:45.885]When you eatin' cheese from the government?
[01:47.891]Gotta provide for my daughter n'em,
[01:49.892]Get the **** up out my way, bish
[01:52.146]Got that drum and I got them bands,
[01:54.404]Just like a parade, bish,
[01:56.408]Drop that work up in the bushes,
[01:58.660]Hope them boys don't see my stash,
[02:00.666]If they do, tell the truth,
[02:02.673]This the last time you might see my s,
[02:04.674]From the gardens where the grass ain't cut,
[02:07.599]Them serpents lurkin', Blood,
[02:09.469]****ing sellin' shit, ****ing sellin' drugs
[02:12.191]But it's all good,
[02:13.705]Broken promises, steal your watch,
[02:16.211]And tell you what time it is,
[02:17.609]Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a FootLocker is,
[02:21.621]In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees,
[02:25.624]Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree,
[02:29.630]It go Halle Berry or hallelujah,
[02:33.553]Pick your poison, tell me what you doin',
[02:37.066]Everybody gon' respect the shooter,
[02:41.327]But the one in front of the gun lives forever,
[02:45.833](The one in front of the gun, forever),
[02:50.591]And I been hustlin' all day,
[02:53.100]This-a-way, that-a-way,
[02:55.600]Through canals and alleyways, just to say,
[02:57.893]Money trees is the perfect place for shade,
[03:01.896]And that's just how I feel.