5th World (Seed Vs Serpent)

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GV Honcho

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Yeah, All these niggas hoe as f*ck and all these bitches hoe as f*ck
My new female worth it, I just took lil shawty out for lunch
She don't want no birkin, she just want Honcho to show some love
I've been steady working, all I know is fuckin' level up
Ten toes down, can you stay ten toes down?
Ten toes down, I stayed ten toes for the gang
GV on my chest, I shedded blood for this shit
Good Vibes out the mud, I told my momma we gone be rich
I'm not from the six, but I'm in the six just like I'm from there
Diamonds in my earrings, like a rabbit
I got 4 carats
Shawty she so jealous, she so mad cause I got mo hair
Good Vibes Worldwide forming, we a family
Bitch we coherent
Walking round confused, you don't know why?
Cause we ain't from here
Bitch, you don't see nothing
I see you, Ima keep on poppin' shit
I was down bad broke, now I got diamonds on my fucking wrist
Ima keep on stacking these bands to the top until I'm filthy rich
Niggas chasing clout, I just want guap, I want my family straight
Baby when I get it, Ima eat it like a dinner plate
Dissin' on my niggas, we'll be spinning with the fuckin drakes
This shit magical, I woke up and didn't even sin today
I just took the Wockhardt to the grave
Why you niggas tryna play,
Not doing that verse, I ain't get paid
I'm Young Honcho, I ain't a slave
I been touring, sold out dates
I just got the new whip beige
All this shit is off the brain
I'm just tryna get you saved
I'm not tryna play no games,
I'm just tryna get you saved
Yeah, I gotta give you the best of me, so Honcho had to change
Chea, nigga I got some pain in me, thats why I act this way
Yea, act this waaayyyy
(Uhhhhhhh)
Yea, 2 cups
Poured a 4 in fruit punch
Niggas smoking boof blunts
I just got the roof cut
I just wanna prove sum
I woke up at 2 sum
And I made like 2 songs
I know I don't gotta prove none
You win some and you lose some
Life is all bout balance, but I'm tryna be forever free
Thank God for all my talents, I just want them to remember me
I hopped out the coupe with skinny pants just like the 70's
He wanna be big dog, so I fed his ass a pedigree
Shouts out to my Negros
Nigga we God's people
I'll put you in a big hole
My nigga slime like Sito
Don't trust her, she a freak hoe
Free my dogs up out the PetCo
You never gone be on my level
I pulled up wit a k and shot several
Yeaa, digging her guts out, feel like a shovel
Yeah, yeah
Drippin' when I walk I leave a puddle
Yeah, yeah
He had it in his hands and then he fumbled
Yeah, yeah
That was the matrix, we had watched the cookie crumble
Yeah, yeah
Bro I'm in 5th World not the 3rd one
Yeah, yeah
I'm just poppin' my shit, this like a sermon
Yeah, yeah
Niggas be talking shit, like whats your purpose?
Yeah, yeah
This a battle between the seed and the serpent
Yeah, yeah
You feeling froggy? Bitch jump then
If you tryna be Good Vibes, then you gotta get jumped in
Yeah, nigga its GV or nothin
I just pulled up in a Trackhawk, same color as a pumpkin
Yeah
Lets me face to face, don't do no runnin
Lets go toe to toe or nigga we can get to drummin
I just got my bands up, now everyday I be thumbin
We gone be rich as f*ck, bitch I can feel it in my stomach
She said it's too much, said she can feel it in her stomach
I can pull yo bitch in a T-shirt, yea I be bummin
I am not a Blood, but I can see this shit is bomin'
I am not a Blood, but I can see something is bomin'
This is just a chronicle, part of revelation
We is the same color bruh, why the f*ck you hating
Member I was stressed as f*ck
I was pacing back and forth
Looking for the pot of gold
In the slave coast, we was sold
Rebuke the lies that we was told
No fitness, draco make him fold
I mix this lean like chemicals
In Florida like a seminole
I don't got no limits, no
Driving fast like f*ck the speed
My bitch gonna come with me
Both of us gone live our dreams
Nothing really what it seems
From the soul, I fucking sing
We connected, we in sync
Shawty gone stay down with me
I know you want the best of me
12 keep on arresting me
I keep singing, pleading yeah
I just want my family free
I just want my kids to know who they are
I smoke a blunt and I look at the stars

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