作曲 : Durk Banks/Darrell Jackson
Banger
What up nephew
Man you know what it is
I wanna start this jawn about sayin' I'm so proud of you man
But after that it's all about a second chance the melody
And everybody especially the real niggas
Real people from the hood man from the trenches
They deserve a second chance
'Cause a lot of us got caught up in the ************* math
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
With these people man
Just tryna luck us up for nothin' you hear me
So here we arе now I remember back back not too long ago
Mе and your daddy was in the belly of the beast
On our paperwork it said as our outdate it said deceased
Deceased they thought we was gon' die in there
But look at us now we out here thrivin' livin'
Now you out here it's your second chance too nephew bang bang bang
You know money and power got the trenches united
Got some members indicted over money and violence
I was raised in the jungle with snakes rats and some lions yeah
Let the Pellys for winters d**e boys and giants
Daddy took over the streets Larry Hoover was my age
When w**d was so cheap sellin' d**gs off MySpace
I'm a gangster at heart could stop a war with my face
Mama I said I'm sorry for puttin' you through the mind games sorry
Only the family the Navy yeah
3-double-0 is the army yeah
Tell 'em re-open barneys yeah
A hundred fifty on Marni yeah
A double cup full of lean yeah
I need to drink some Dasani yeah
'Cause my piss back yellow yeah
But my President white damn
Plus my 'Rari was white my Rollie face was just white
My uncle had his own crib but he stay with the white
I'm in a phase of my life I can't be praisin' the mice
My auntie prayed to the Christ Christ
I made a way through the night yeah
We bred I gave her a flight flight
My brother stayed with a pipe pipe
He just ain't have it that night dang
I hate he played with his life dang
His killer paid for his price dang
I brought it straight from the dice yeah
Racketeering his charge I wish he took my advice
Money is the root of all evil yeah
Smurk I mean Durk be in the trenches with his people
Cursed I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people
Chh baow-baow ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal
Back in 2010 I went to school with a Desert Eagle
Sean John hoodie with Shawn Carters in my Evisu's
Family treat me different
I had to walk 'round like I'm see through
Niggas treat me like family
I just told you what the streets do damn
Young age I used to run the streets
'Cause I'm a bad boy damn
Traphouse my Waffle House
I trapped right off my Android brr
Never duck no niggas or no 12 just the landlord
Didn't have my rent
I left my ****** and she was payin' for it ******
Loved brodie to death he hit that d**e
But I can't stand for it nope
I took over the trenches for a century
I'm the man to 'em I'm the man to 'em
Label said don't make none for the streets
Just make some dance music cha cha
Said I can't I gotta make **** for the streets
I'm the man to 'em nah nah
Money over ******* some reason I'll tend to 'em yeah
I ain't never listen like **** permission I carry a Gen4 Gen4
Family in the streets my relationship I got a handful yeah
Count a million cash
I swear to God it had my hand sore sss ahh
**** her from the back
I had her scratchin' off the headboard yeah
Nutted on her lashes
I ain't gotta ask her what she mad for smurk
Baby what you sad for
Baby what you sad for huh
The Brabus truck the one that hrmm
I paid a bag for it hrmm hrmm
I paid cash for it a duffel bag boy yeah
But too much cash'll have 'em paranoid
Money is the root of all evil yeah
Smurk I mean Durk be in the trenches with his people
Cursed I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people
Chh baow-baow ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal
Money is the root of all evil trenches
Smurk I mean Durk be in the trenches with his people yeah
Cursed I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people
Chh baow-baow ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal
编辑于2023/11/23更新