More songs by YFN Lucci
Description
Here, reality smells like asphalt after rain and the dust of prison gates. Everything is sharp, direct, unadorned: gold jingles in your hands, streets hiss like snakes, and faith in people is replaced by faith in cash and weapons.
But through the bravado, you can hear the fatigue - as if behind every hoarse word hides a person who has long understood that good times don't last forever, but problems can linger for a long time. And yet - he is alive, loud, and too stubborn to lie down.
Director: 1Billboard X YFN Lucci
Co-director @bcpbrandon
Producer: Gilles
Cinematographer: Jonathan Laura
Visual effects: forevermotionfilms
Administrator: Lorenzo Henderson
Colorist 1Billboard bcpbrandon
Editor 1Billboard Films bcpbrandon YFN Lucci
Lyrics and translation
Original
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Turn me up.
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[Music]
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Look. Uh, good time don't never last
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forever. Sometimes I feel like praying
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to the devil. Sometimes I feel like
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laying down, but that'll never happen.
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Sometimes I feel like I ain't been
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rewarded for my effort. This street
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dried up. We living in the desert. This
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be done died now. We trying to get
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richer. I would have put my man down,
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but he ain't in the picture. All the
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other mad now that they ain't in
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the picture. Look, I can't walk around
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my P, but I got to deal with it. Came
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out of jail on parole, but look, I'm
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still lit. I got a thick red bone and I
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might still hit. I got a couple old
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my face on some The Glock got a
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switch so I don't miss when I'm aiming.
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I'm the type to pull the drop out when
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it raining. Misunderstood but you ain't
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even understand it. You couldn't even
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stand it. All problems only equal to
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one. A lot of robust we all scammers.
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Every time I walk in a hole like you
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every time I walk in the boot that's a
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new look. Every other week in my yard a
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new found every other week I'm with a
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new D. If I ever meet Nicki Minaj for
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trying you don't want no smoke
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with us. We like cancer. When I post my
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young she get to throwing
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tantrums. And I only want the hair that
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she ain't natural. You can't name a
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play that we ain't blasting. We
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might have the same car, but they ain't
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you ain't no Eve and I ain't
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Adam. I can't do no work for free.
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I hate rappers. If you got that
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for cheat and we trying to snatch
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them. We trying to snatch them. Look, a
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whole lot of gold bottles. You know,
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Benjamin Franklin, my only role model.
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Grant Jackson, my only role model. Two,
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two, and my four choppers.
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Two, two, and my four choppers.
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Say two, two, four.