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作词 : Simmie Sims III/Stephen Lee Bruner/Steven Ellison/Khallid Muhammad/Abbas Hamad/Akeem Hayes/Destin Route/Courtney Shanade Salter 作曲 : Simmie Sims III/Stephen Lee Bruner/Steven Ellison/Khallid Muhammad/Abbas Hamad/Akeem Hayes/Destin Route/Courtney Shanade SalterProduced by: Thundercat & Flying LotusYou was in the club at cabinThat was just last weekendNow you locked up in the penReal niggas always link up in the endNow I'm in the studio trappin'Yeah I'm just rappin' with my friendsYou know how it is, how it goesReal niggas always link up in the endReal niggas always link up in the endReal niggas always link up in the...Ayy (Haha)We can do whatever, b***hWhatever's clever, b***h, know we way ahead of niggasThey always rappin' like they tryin' to be better than youBut it's evident they'll never be the president, I'm tellin' youI deserve a medal, b***hJust to cop at a condom at 7-Eleven'Cause I'm better than that, and I'm tellin' you thatThese b*****s, these b*****s, these b*****s, these b*****sThese b*****s givin' it up, let's keep it a buckMy heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tuckedMy heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tuckedMy heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it...My niggas not givin' a ****, let's keep it a buckMy heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tuckedMy heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tuckedMy heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it, keepin' itAmazon Prime for the fast track, yeahNiggas in the hood tryna grab that, yeahFollow the track before you add that, yeahI don't need a confirmation to tell 'em that I'ma smash thatYou can get stuck out in trafficEven when you're in your own laneGettin' money like Bruce so I guess I'm a slave to my own WayneHoes dance to the soul of they own trainWanna blow me down like ColtraneOr match with the king of the hill like propaneBaby got nerve on her like CobainEven when I spill game, bet you that I won't stain upYou was in the club at cabinThat was just last weekendNow you locked up in the penReal niggas always link up in the endNow I'm in the studio trappin'Yeah I'm just rappin' with my friendsYou know how it is, how it goesReal niggas always link up in the endReal niggas always link up in the endReal niggas always link up in the...This feels like nothin'But everything at the same timeSame trouble in the grave, I'm napalm bombEvery time make loveYou may say I'm a little bit out of my mind, I don't mindI don't be racin' for time, I'm aliveI lift a lot, a liquid dropLove gives a sentence, stitch the blockSince an infant, my intent senses witness, vivid shit I shouldn't be dealin' with it but it's killin' itMy third trip, am I trill enough for the trilogy?Truck in the path and you trippin'I'm finna go chat with the I-10, bye tenEven Benjamin Banneker be ****ing up the math, I...Alright, that's all I wroteYou was in the club at cabinThat was just last weekendNow you locked up in the penReal niggas always link up in the endNow I'm in the studio trappin'Yeah I'm just rappin' with my friendsYou know how it is, how it goesReal niggas always link up in the endReal niggas always link up in the endReal niggas always link up in the...