[00:00.00] 作词 : Taizhe Tsui
[00:00.78] 作曲 : Taizhe Tsui
[00:01.56] Produced by: mafia mula baby/4xL/Earworm
[00:03.56] Skit Vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
[00:05.12] Recorded by: 马红尘 (025 Studio)
[00:08.51] Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
[00:11.59] Stevv Tsui:
[00:12.50] Wait (mafia mula baby)
[00:15.06] Know you be hatin’
[00:15.85] But bitches be goin’ insane
[00:17.23] Dawg just spend like couple k’s
[00:18.48] Bought the Gucci I’m like “mane”
[00:19.84] “That ain’t take away the pain, yeah”
[00:21.66] See his Rollie shine, but this time
[00:23.04] I just wanna keep it plain
[00:24.41] Know the sky’s gettin’ grey, let it rain, let it rain
[00:27.03] Up the choppa, let it bang like yeah (4xL)
[00:28.88] These streets left me cold hearted got me feel like wearin’ black Forces
[00:32.24] Shit is not a metaphor, it’s real, and shit ain’t always look so gorgeous
[00:35.99] Aye, hop in the Porsche, I did the race like I’m passin’ the torches
[00:39.45] Cast off these snitches and rats, I gotta kill ‘em off with no remorses
[00:43.05] Aye, yeah
[00:44.36] Late night, I been sippin’ on decaf
[00:46.56] countin’ it up for like 3 stacks
[00:48.02] Lookin’ back on old times that we had
[00:50.05] That my brother now he postin’ ‘em threats
[00:52.03] Had to block him on WeChat
[00:53.71] Heard he tellin’ on his homie for bread
[00:55.35] Still now I don’t know how we chat
[00:57.20] Wait, what?
[00:58.45] There goes another brother sent to rehab
[01:00.75] Got one call, now he a misser
[01:02.45] To tell the truth, we really miss him
[01:04.23] ‘Member those days, we sit back and chill
[01:06.02] Alcohol up in our systems
[01:07.60] As for all of that bullshit, we never listened
[01:09.38] I told my family like, pop, I'm on a mission, yeah
[01:11.88] Now mama mama tell me please
[01:13.23] Why they wanna be my enemy
[01:14.76] I been swervin’ through all these memories, yeah
[01:16.76] Drown in all these broken remedy, yeah
[01:18.58] Shit been drainin’ all my energy, yeah
[01:20.37] Part of myself now it’s dead in me, yeah
[01:22.11] So hard to keep the sanity (So hard to keep the sanity)
[01:25.78] Wait
[01:26.33] Know you be hatin’
[01:27.10] But bitches be goin’ insane
[01:28.25] Dawg just spend like couple k’s
[01:29.60] Bought the Gucci I’m like “mane”
[01:30.95] “That ain’t take away the pain, yeah”
[01:32.70] See his Rollie shine, but this time
[01:34.10] I just wanna keep it plain
[01:35.46] Know the sky’s gettin’ grey, let it rain, let it rain
[01:38.15] Up the choppa, let it bang like yeah
[01:39.87] These streets left me cold hearted got me feel like wearin’ black Forces
[01:43.41] Shit is not a metaphor, it’s real, and shit ain’t always look so gorgeous
[01:47.03] Aye, hop in the Porsche, I did the race like I’m passin’ the torches
[01:50.58] Cast off these snitches and rats, I gotta kill ‘em off with no remorses
[01:54.15] Yeah, woah
[01:55.40] Late nights, I keep havin’ these dreams that
[01:57.53] I’m at the scene where they burst into your room and caught you when you asleep
[02:00.73] I tried to scream, however my voice didn’t reach, I woke up this shit on repeatin’
[02:04.78] Keep servin’ ‘em fiends, a tool and a beeper on me got me feel like a cop
[02:08.53] Like I put my city under custody
[02:10.18] Man I really be came from the mud
[02:12.05] Never gave two **** bout what they want from me
[02:13.90] Know that’s why I always keep it tucked
[02:15.61] For the mouth runners and the back stabbers them retaliation is a must
[02:18.97] Better not play no fool if I trust ya
[02:20.68] Or we straight pullin’ up on your hoodie, leave a stain
[02:23.18] I’m goin’ outrageous, no refrain
[02:25.22] Thought you was fast when you speed in your lane
[02:26.79] My mind is ahead of y’all, it’s not a race
[02:28.47] My heart too cold for your ‘nother game
[02:30.34] They tell the old jokes, that I can’t relate
[02:32.33] Top of the mornin’ It’s just another day
[02:33.83] I’m postin’ new features and got ‘em replaced (I got to replace ‘em)
[02:35.59] PlanZ’s Voicemail:
[02:36.06] Bruh, just checked out your new single man, that shit wave man
[02:40.41] Yo, I’m happy for you, man, by my heart
[02:43.40] Yo, It’s good to see one of us just makin’ out of the streets
[02:46.07] And focus on that music shit
[02:47.65] Keep that good shit comin’ man
[02:49.08] Holla at me when you got time
[02:50.38] Stevv Tsui:
[02:50.58] Yeah, these streets left me cold hearted got me feel like wearin’ black Forces
[02:54.56] Shit is not a metaphor, it’s real, and shit ain’t always look so gorgeous
[02:58.19] Aye, hop in the Porsche, I did the race like I’m passin’ the torches
[03:01.60] Cast off these snitches and rats, I gotta kill ‘em off with no remorses
作词 : Taizhe Tsui
作曲 : Taizhe Tsui
Produced by: mafia mula baby/4xL/Earworm
Skit Vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded by: 马红尘 (025 Studio)
Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
Stevv Tsui:
Wait (mafia mula baby)
Know you be hatin’
But bitches be goin’ insane
Dawg just spend like couple k’s
Bought the Gucci I’m like “mane”
“That ain’t take away the pain, yeah”
See his Rollie shine, but this time
I just wanna keep it plain
Know the sky’s gettin’ grey, let it rain, let it rain
Up the choppa, let it bang like yeah (4xL)
These streets left me cold hearted got me feel like wearin’ black Forces
Shit is not a metaphor, it’s real, and shit ain’t always look so gorgeous
Aye, hop in the Porsche, I did the race like I’m passin’ the torches
Cast off these snitches and rats, I gotta kill ‘em off with no remorses
Aye, yeah
Late night, I been sippin’ on decaf
countin’ it up for like 3 stacks
Lookin’ back on old times that we had
That my brother now he postin’ ‘em threats
Had to block him on WeChat
Heard he tellin’ on his homie for bread
Still now I don’t know how we chat
Wait, what?
There goes another brother sent to rehab
Got one call, now he a misser
To tell the truth, we really miss him
‘Member those days, we sit back and chill
Alcohol up in our systems
As for all of that bullshit, we never listened
I told my family like, pop, I'm on a mission, yeah
Now mama mama tell me please
Why they wanna be my enemy
I been swervin’ through all these memories, yeah
Drown in all these broken remedy, yeah
Shit been drainin’ all my energy, yeah
Part of myself now it’s dead in me, yeah
So hard to keep the sanity (So hard to keep the sanity)
Wait
Know you be hatin’
But bitches be goin’ insane
Dawg just spend like couple k’s
Bought the Gucci I’m like “mane”
“That ain’t take away the pain, yeah”
See his Rollie shine, but this time
I just wanna keep it plain
Know the sky’s gettin’ grey, let it rain, let it rain
Up the choppa, let it bang like yeah
These streets left me cold hearted got me feel like wearin’ black Forces
Shit is not a metaphor, it’s real, and shit ain’t always look so gorgeous
Aye, hop in the Porsche, I did the race like I’m passin’ the torches
Cast off these snitches and rats, I gotta kill ‘em off with no remorses
Yeah, woah
Late nights, I keep havin’ these dreams that
I’m at the scene where they burst into your room and caught you when you asleep
I tried to scream, however my voice didn’t reach, I woke up this shit on repeatin’
Keep servin’ ‘em fiends, a tool and a beeper on me got me feel like a cop
Like I put my city under custody
Man I really be came from the mud
Never gave two **** bout what they want from me
Know that’s why I always keep it tucked
For the mouth runners and the back stabbers them retaliation is a must
Better not play no fool if I trust ya
Or we straight pullin’ up on your hoodie, leave a stain
I’m goin’ outrageous, no refrain
Thought you was fast when you speed in your lane
My mind is ahead of y’all, it’s not a race
My heart too cold for your ‘nother game
They tell the old jokes, that I can’t relate
Top of the mornin’ It’s just another day
I’m postin’ new features and got ‘em replaced (I got to replace ‘em)
PlanZ’s Voicemail:
Bruh, just checked out your new single man, that shit wave man
Yo, I’m happy for you, man, by my heart
Yo, It’s good to see one of us just makin’ out of the streets
And focus on that music shit
Keep that good shit comin’ man
Holla at me when you got time
Stevv Tsui:
Yeah, these streets left me cold hearted got me feel like wearin’ black Forces
Shit is not a metaphor, it’s real, and shit ain’t always look so gorgeous
Aye, hop in the Porsche, I did the race like I’m passin’ the torches
Cast off these snitches and rats, I gotta kill ‘em off with no remorses