| Song | 2809 |
| Artist | Ryler Smith |
| Artist | Wndrfl |
| Album | Exhibition Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jonas Museng'ya Speich | |
| 作曲 : Mike Scianna | |
| Im on my guard | |
| On my guard yea | |
| Honest work | |
| Catching early | |
| Flights from Laguardia | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We still faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded | |
| I dun pass the blunt | |
| Weed was the savior | |
| We dun smoked too much | |
| Respiration | |
| Swear I love her touch | |
| She gives me Inspiration | |
| It's a tense heat | |
| Pick your poison nigga | |
| Ticket pending | |
| It depends on how you | |
| gonna make your ends meet | |
| Watch your moves be careful of who | |
| Your friends greet | |
| Or who you hang with | |
| I seen people lose their loyalty | |
| With hand shakes | |
| In those eyes I see the truth | |
| Behind that landscape | |
| Yall put a good show on | |
| I can not lie | |
| But aside of being a show off | |
| Your shit dun Kill my vibe | |
| Find my peace in deposits | |
| Fiend of the profit | |
| Im pleased by the positive progress | |
| Nothing can ever stop it | |
| Call me a narcississt | |
| Egoistical asshole | |
| At least I show my face | |
| In this Mask ball | |
| Thats a fact | |
| My shit may never or go platinum | |
| Or win a grammy | |
| But know that my only target | |
| Was these people understand me | |
| Delivery had no shape | |
| Why I took my time | |
| Aint bullet proof, | |
| So let a man's eat | |
| When he in his prime | |
| - While we was plotting moves | |
| Yall dun lose it on some louis vuiton | |
| Hands off | |
| I aint losing no time | |
| No loose ends | |
| No more snoozing alarms | |
| Yall dont hear me | |
| Said I be losing my mind | |
| But time dont move slow | |
| Uh, yea | |
| Pale reaction, | |
| Mix the water with the ouzo | |
| Uh, | |
| Trynna vent before my fuse blow | |
| Im on my guard | |
| On my guard yea | |
| Honest work | |
| Catching early | |
| Flights from Laguardia | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We still faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded |
| zuo ci : Jonas Museng' ya Speich | |
| zuo qu : Mike Scianna | |
| Im on my guard | |
| On my guard yea | |
| Honest work | |
| Catching early | |
| Flights from Laguardia | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We still faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded | |
| I dun pass the blunt | |
| Weed was the savior | |
| We dun smoked too much | |
| Respiration | |
| Swear I love her touch | |
| She gives me Inspiration | |
| It' s a tense heat | |
| Pick your poison nigga | |
| Ticket pending | |
| It depends on how you | |
| gonna make your ends meet | |
| Watch your moves be careful of who | |
| Your friends greet | |
| Or who you hang with | |
| I seen people lose their loyalty | |
| With hand shakes | |
| In those eyes I see the truth | |
| Behind that landscape | |
| Yall put a good show on | |
| I can not lie | |
| But aside of being a show off | |
| Your shit dun Kill my vibe | |
| Find my peace in deposits | |
| Fiend of the profit | |
| Im pleased by the positive progress | |
| Nothing can ever stop it | |
| Call me a narcississt | |
| Egoistical asshole | |
| At least I show my face | |
| In this Mask ball | |
| Thats a fact | |
| My shit may never or go platinum | |
| Or win a grammy | |
| But know that my only target | |
| Was these people understand me | |
| Delivery had no shape | |
| Why I took my time | |
| Aint bullet proof, | |
| So let a man' s eat | |
| When he in his prime | |
| - While we was plotting moves | |
| Yall dun lose it on some louis vuiton | |
| Hands off | |
| I aint losing no time | |
| No loose ends | |
| No more snoozing alarms | |
| Yall dont hear me | |
| Said I be losing my mind | |
| But time dont move slow | |
| Uh, yea | |
| Pale reaction, | |
| Mix the water with the ouzo | |
| Uh, | |
| Trynna vent before my fuse blow | |
| Im on my guard | |
| On my guard yea | |
| Honest work | |
| Catching early | |
| Flights from Laguardia | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We still faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded |
| zuò cí : Jonas Museng' ya Speich | |
| zuò qǔ : Mike Scianna | |
| Im on my guard | |
| On my guard yea | |
| Honest work | |
| Catching early | |
| Flights from Laguardia | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We still faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded | |
| I dun pass the blunt | |
| Weed was the savior | |
| We dun smoked too much | |
| Respiration | |
| Swear I love her touch | |
| She gives me Inspiration | |
| It' s a tense heat | |
| Pick your poison nigga | |
| Ticket pending | |
| It depends on how you | |
| gonna make your ends meet | |
| Watch your moves be careful of who | |
| Your friends greet | |
| Or who you hang with | |
| I seen people lose their loyalty | |
| With hand shakes | |
| In those eyes I see the truth | |
| Behind that landscape | |
| Yall put a good show on | |
| I can not lie | |
| But aside of being a show off | |
| Your shit dun Kill my vibe | |
| Find my peace in deposits | |
| Fiend of the profit | |
| Im pleased by the positive progress | |
| Nothing can ever stop it | |
| Call me a narcississt | |
| Egoistical asshole | |
| At least I show my face | |
| In this Mask ball | |
| Thats a fact | |
| My shit may never or go platinum | |
| Or win a grammy | |
| But know that my only target | |
| Was these people understand me | |
| Delivery had no shape | |
| Why I took my time | |
| Aint bullet proof, | |
| So let a man' s eat | |
| When he in his prime | |
| - While we was plotting moves | |
| Yall dun lose it on some louis vuiton | |
| Hands off | |
| I aint losing no time | |
| No loose ends | |
| No more snoozing alarms | |
| Yall dont hear me | |
| Said I be losing my mind | |
| But time dont move slow | |
| Uh, yea | |
| Pale reaction, | |
| Mix the water with the ouzo | |
| Uh, | |
| Trynna vent before my fuse blow | |
| Im on my guard | |
| On my guard yea | |
| Honest work | |
| Catching early | |
| Flights from Laguardia | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We still faded | |
| Aint shit changed | |
| We too faded |