作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn / Carlton McDowell Jr. / Joshua Luellen / Wesley Glass
作曲 : Wesley Glass/Nayvadius Wilburn/Joshua Luellen/Carlton McDowell Jr.
Pluto
South of France, just drinkin' mud, n***a
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood n***a, Pluto
Call back to the city, bullets flyin'
Post on Front Street, start servin' dimes
On the way to buy a s****e, we rock a nine
I was in lil' Mexico, once upon a time
I started off in these streets, young n****s dyin'
I done seen a n***a get off, was supposed to come to him
You catch a n***a off guard, you better run through him
All the good I manifested came true
Gotta talk about my dark days, so you can see my light
Get distracted lookin' at the ice
Send the European on flights
Tryna fly in my rifle
All the foreigns came with a title
Somе shit a n***a would've killed for, same things don't еxcite us
New love for life from a whole 'nother perspective
The trenches look a little different when you in the inside of the
The stars came in the dope, that's how I know this when it's special
Some things I can't rap about, wish I knew this was my destiny
South of France, just drinkin' mud, n***a
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood n***a
South of France, just drinkin' mud, n***a
No matter how far you go, you still gon' find a hood n***a