No Vacations (feat. Sablo & Bundy)
Rainier Boys
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Okay, Yo, man we was poor as f*ck Only thing rich for us was Ovaltine Chocolate dreams, cold and silky gave us dopamine My baby look at me sayin' "Boy you so dramatic!" "You flex a patek, f*ck yo sadness Man we gettin money!" My life is funny, cuz I'm rich in nature, poor in favor So I stacked up favors from players with bigger paper All up the coast, did the most, not to gloat, huh Just gotta show, the road, that I'm on, is so long, but it's perfect The faith was worth it My granny's faith lay in the church, but I put mine in Churches And here thereafter, as I sit voicing all my captors I hear the madness turning into laughter, man I'm the master I walk the path with disciples I came to bless all my rivals I sell my craft like I'm Michael's Ensure the game like we Geico She boop the bop call her Betty Percs in my socks, kinda sweaty I got more rocks than the jetty I sell more art than the Getty We tend to pump up the streets My niggas flock up like geese Just play the beat lil nigga, watch us turn up the streets We got more bitches than bottles But that's the life when you Sablo Pardon me if yo momma coming home with a waddle Chasing paper, got me running in circles The street lights was supposed to be curfew But what's the point? It don't hurt you Late nights in the stu, I had to make due with my currency That's not my situation currently I'm still far from where I wanna be The supermodel I always wanted is noddin', watching me Of course she jockin' me, I know you wish you me I'm chillin', now I'm blowing leaves This green attached to me, this game I never leave My music is the perfect show of my true immortality I walk the path with disciples I came to bless all my rivals I sell my craft like I'm Michael's Ensure the game like we Geico She boop the bop call her Betty Percs in my socks, kinda sweaty I got more rocks than the jetty I sell more art than the Getty We tend to pump up the streets My niggas flock up like geese Just play the beat lil nigga, watch us turn up the streets We got more bitches than bottles But that's the life when you Sablo Pardon me if yo momma coming home with a waddle Pardon me if yo momma comin' home by tomorrow Pardon me, but I don't really care bout none of your sorrows Silly me it's hard to think about the future, I know You doubted me, just call me up I let it ring like the Gospel I walk the path with disciples I came to bless all my rivals I sell my craft like I'm Michael's Ensure the game like we Geico She boop the bop call her Betty Percs in my socks, kinda sweaty I got more rocks than the jetty I sell more art than the Getty, (Sablo)
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