Just in Case (Explicit)
Godfather of Harlem"Just in Case (Explicit)" is a song by Godfather of Harlem, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:27 long and contains 55 lines and 453 words.
Lyrics
0:00作曲 : Kasseem Dean/William Leonard Roberts II/Earl Simmons/Avery Chambliss
0:01作词 : Kasseem Dean/William Leonard Roberts II/Earl Simmons/Avery Chambliss
0:03Tryna touch ten figures, oh
0:15Lay on my back watching the ceiling fan
0:17I had a dream to touch a kilo gram
0:20I seen your bitch through my Cazal shades
0:22Skull and bones 'til I die, nigga, well paid (Damn)
0:25Got on my khakis out in Tallahassee (Jeez)
0:28Sahari desert and I'm even flashy
0:30Still at odds with the Irish mob
0:33Rolls Royce down Malcom X boulevard
0:35Lord, these niggas really out here preying on me
0:38Got the .40 on me, and it's staying on me
0:41Snow White mink like I'm Dutch Schultz
0:43Run the books and let me show you how the numbers look
0:46You can't be lucky like you Luciano
0:49The kilos come in like they new pianos
0:52Fat boy got the big body
0:54Coast to coast, I could shoot product
0:57They wanna see you up in Alcatraz
0:59Forbes list, say what and you falling fast
1:02**** this, hell nah, nigga, want it back
1:04Eight figures, count it all and I call a cab
1:07Get the drift, time to get a lift (Uh)
1:10I'm gettin' rich so it's hit or miss (Woo, woo)
1:13Open up my window again (Yeah)
1:16Open up my window again (Yeah)
1:19I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
1:21I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
1:24I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)
1:27I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)
1:29I keep a revolver wit' your name (Yeah)
1:32I keep a revolver wit' your name, just in case
1:36I'm a hood nigga, I know why they love me
1:38I'm on some underground shit, just like the subway (Uh huh)
1:41Battle niggas in the streets
1:42And murder whoever you brought on this ****ing stage
1:44I'm the ****ing plague, I'm global warming
1:47I'm the Ebola virus, my niggas is pirates
1:50Prepare for violence, silence
1:52How many times you been behind the wall? None
1:54You either snitching or lying about the shit you done
1:57You ain't never move a brick 'less you was building a house
1:59You ain't never put a nigga out with the gun in his mouth
2:02Only thing you ever shot was pool
2:04Only thing you ever cut was class
2:06Y'all niggas is ass (What?) (Woo)
2:08Open up my window again (Yeah)
2:12Open up my window again (Yeah)
2:14I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
2:17I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
2:19I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)
2:22I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)
2:25I keep a revolver wit' your name (Yeah)
2:27I keep a revolver wit' your name, just in case
作曲 : Kasseem Dean/William Leonard Roberts II/Earl Simmons/Avery Chambliss 作词 : Kasseem Dean/William Leonard Roberts II/Earl Simmons/Avery Chambliss Tryna touch ten figures, oh Lay on my back watching the ceiling fan I had a dream to touch a kilo gram I seen your bitch through my Cazal shades Skull and bones 'til I die, nigga, well paid (Damn) Got on my khakis out in Tallahassee (Jeez) Sahari desert and I'm even flashy Still at odds with the Irish mob Rolls Royce down Malcom X boulevard Lord, these niggas really out here preying on me Got the .40 on me, and it's staying on me Snow White mink like I'm Dutch Schultz Run the books and let me show you how the numbers look You can't be lucky like you Luciano The kilos come in like they new pianos Fat boy got the big body Coast to coast, I could shoot product They wanna see you up in Alcatraz Forbes list, say what and you falling fast **** this, hell nah, nigga, want it back Eight figures, count it all and I call a cab Get the drift, time to get a lift (Uh) I'm gettin' rich so it's hit or miss (Woo, woo) Open up my window again (Yeah) Open up my window again (Yeah) I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change) I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change) I keep a revolver wit' your name (Yeah) I keep a revolver wit' your name, just in case I'm a hood nigga, I know why they love me I'm on some underground shit, just like the subway (Uh huh) Battle niggas in the streets And murder whoever you brought on this ****ing stage I'm the ****ing plague, I'm global warming I'm the Ebola virus, my niggas is pirates Prepare for violence, silence How many times you been behind the wall? None You either snitching or lying about the shit you done You ain't never move a brick 'less you was building a house You ain't never put a nigga out with the gun in his mouth Only thing you ever shot was pool Only thing you ever cut was class Y'all niggas is ass (What?) (Woo) Open up my window again (Yeah) Open up my window again (Yeah) I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change) I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change) I keep a revolver wit' your name (Yeah) I keep a revolver wit' your name, just in case
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