- Mike WiLL Made-It Faith 歌词
- Mike WiLL Made-It
- See that nigga at home?
So you feel that
Mike WiLL Mike WiLL
Ear Drummers
That last route was a setback
That red light is a death trap
That jail time was a wrist slap
That jail time was a quick nap
That red-bone is my new twap
I got a new coupe, you got a new app
I'm from Lil-Weezy-ana, the booth nigga
It's like boot camp, baby
Call the valet, pull up in front
Drop the top and let them bitches see the guts
I drop the top and let you bitches see the guts
We hitting licks, it taste like victory to us
And I always have faith (Faith) in my plug (Plug)
Clean slates (Slate), Dirty lungs
Give me my collection plate (Plate)
Like reverend (Run)
Moving snowflakes (Flakes), So wear some Uggs
Nigga get the door tape (Yeah)
Ski mask and gloves (Yeah)
Don't leave a trace (Don't leave a trace)
Don't leave a crumb
Cause it's always what you take
Not who you took it from (Amen)
We just see them as bait
We just see them as young men
That always have faith (Faith)
In my connect
Shoot you in your door rags
Leave you looking like a coltex
And 'em always have bait Sipping slow dat
Shining, putting these carrots
In your face like a snowman
And I always have faith
I need to know
I need to I need to know
Tell me some'n (yeah)
Tell me some'n (Yeah)
Is you stunting or you fucking or fucking stunting?
Is you balling or is you broke?
We fucking stunting (we fucking stunting)
And if we partying with these hoes
We fucking some'n (we fucking some'n)
I'm from New Orleans on these hoes
I'm from the dungeon (I'm from the dungeon)
I can't be partying with these hoes
I'm out ya hustlin' (I'm out ya hustlin')
I'm out ya hustlin', fuck with me (With me)
She busting for a deal (She bust)
Beyonce was in line, we all got bills, bills, bills
I try to tell my bitch that (Bae)
She say, yeah right with your rich ass (Ok)
I can't fight with her thick ass (No way)
We can't fight then we kiss as (Ok)
That last route was a setback (Amen)
That red light is a death trap (Amen)
That jail time was a wrist slap (Amen)
That jail time was a quick nap (Shh)
That red-bone is my new twap
I got a new coupe, you got a new app (Yeah)
Lil-Weezy-ana, the boot is like boot camp
And you know I'm stick
This boot ass bitch ass nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Told my bro I need a whole thang
I need a whole thang
Why he brought my ass some dog food
I need some cocaine (Alright)
Headed to my baby mama, front you daddy's whole thang
(Alright )
Ain't no playing with my money
We ain't playing no games
(Tell 'em)
Hoody Baby, Fat Jesus (Tell 'em)
I got all these gold chains
On the highway racing killers
We just call it road rage (Alright)
Call me neighbourhood Hoody
It's a neighbourhood thang
Man, my cellphone ringing
Got a call from Mack Maine (Mack)
I got faith (I got faith) in my traphouse (In my traphouse)
State to state(State to state)
I got it mapped out (I got it mapped out)
I got a safe (I got a safe) and a stashhouse (Oh Lord)
Hood Baby whip the white 'till I black out
I need to know (I need to know)
I need to I need to know (Alright)
Tell me some'n (yeah)
Tell me some'n (Yeah)
Is you fucking or is you stunting or fucking stunting?
Is you balling or is you broke
We fucking stunting (Fucking stunting)
We can't be partying with these hoes
We are fucking nothing (We can't be partying)
I'm from New Orleans on these hoes
I'm from the dungeon
I can't be partying (I can't be partying)
I'm out ya hustlin' (I'm out ya hustlin')
Always have faith (Have faith)
I'm a plug (I'm a plug)
I had to scrap and get it out the mud
I ain't always have cake (No)
So I don't judge and my homies have faith in me
So in Tunechi we trust
Tell 'em, hoes!
I need to know (I need to know) yeah
I need to know (I need to know) yeah
Tell me some'n (Tell me sum'n)
Tell me some'n (Tell me sum'n)
Is you stunting or is you fucking or fucking stunting? (Mula)
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting
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