- Rembrandt...Run It Back 歌詞 J. Cole Dreamville
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- J. Cole Dreamville
- You dont give a damn, then we dont give a ****
On God, I been waitin for one of yall ***** *****s to buck
Still starving, ribs touching
Touch the team and you get touched like homescreen buttons
Hoes scream loud, Jennifer Hudson when them thangs start bustin
Alright
**** talk and slick talk
Pissed off, stick talk
Diss track, get mad
Rap *****s big trash
Your squad, my squad
Mismatched, pissants
Cheese chase, gym rats
Picture paint, Rembrandts
Tree trunk, thin branch
I leave, come back
This fall, diss all yall *****s I came up with
My, what a bit of a change up
These * ****s lame, we in minimal danger
I got the banger, just give me the next
My ***** put me in the game and Im ready to flame, Im anxious
Put the mother****in bank on it
Big nuts hangin, big bucks bringin, **** em all
No slut shamin, money in the Cayman, Im appalled
*****s swear they bangin, feds got em singin on the squad
Crack rock slangin on blacktop pavement, tryna ball
Line em up on the wall, three deep, final call
Knee-deep, squeeze three, beep beep , Tylenol
Pulled up one deep, no squad, just me
Just God, no prob, real *****s tend to **** with me
No jewelry, no stunt from me
Just a Bentley truck, and an empty cup of whatever that is
You too concerned bout how clever that is
Me, Im concerned how much bread that it is
Or lettuce that it is
I been got my mama out debt off of this
Im ****ing the game, you *****s is lame
You wont even get a little head out of this
Bet Ima miss, you *****s is dense, my hits goin over the fence
How is you *****s so rich? Im not so convinced
My wrist costin more than your whip
And I dont wear that no more, that * *** there look tacky
Yeah, Im the G.O.A.T., no *****, dont at me
Put on your coat, the world gon get colder
This is my year, dont say I aint told you, *****
You dont give a damn, then we dont give a ****
On God, I been waitin for one of yall ***** *****s to buck
Still starving, ribs touching
Touch the team and you get touched like homescreen buttons
Hoes scream loud, Jennifer Hudson when them thangs start bustin
Ayy, ayy, *****, ayy, ayy
Ayy, yo, uh-uh
Ayy, yo
Ayy, aint this that, um...
Ayy, aint this the Dreamville ****? This the, um ...
I had a dream, I had a Glock, I had a beam, run it back
I had a dream, she in Celine, Im in Supreme, run it back
Yall had the dream , I had the guap, I hit the green, run it back
Ready to go, ready to score, ready for war, run it back
Im finna bring the summer back
Im finna bring the Hummer back
Snuck my gun in the function
I bust, he not coming back
Dummy racks, hundred stacks
Police killed bout a hundred blacks
Dont get killed tryna run a lap
* **** dont get killed tryna run a...
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