Lyrics:
anyway
Let me slay artists for tips in the penny tray
By the way if that diamond ring don't shine
That's cause I bought it at the five-and-dime but don't
eat from the river, the panther heart taught to talk by smart chicks
Sip pure venom and skipped away grinnin'
I put that on mom, she ain't raise a Vic
chainsmokin'
Fiendin' for a vic, fiendin' for a sick flow
Mama seen to the stove, biscuit, chicken box, chicken pox or not?
Dirty socks with the hole by
the boat
Then you drown with it
I ain't have a car, so I Crown Vic' it
I spilt a four, got my hand sticky
4 paint a picture on the canvases
Gold-diggin'
If young Freeway don't trust you, I'm gon' murk ya
I told my homie I'll be back, I got some hoes that tryna see me
I'll be double cupping,
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
Ima get money by any means
I was just broke now I'm living dreams
I was used to the L's not the winning team
If a nigga want smoke then i clear
and go out
In a blaze if you got to!
Otherwise you ain't shit! You might as
Well be dead your damn self!"
"You tryin' to tell me I ain't shit?"
"I ain't
for a miracle to happen
I'm gonna go get it
Just like that, bro, I'm gonna go get it
If it's not coming to me, I'm gonna go find it
I be showing up for
the tec
I'm catchin body baggin niggaz like deez up
Town ? the ki's, flippin twenty-three G's
Around the way bustin pills by the fuckin pound
Monte had to sit down so fuck the feds still
Got out Manson and Vic de Ville
We from the gutter, nigga, all day
So now it's ghetto ponytails, nigga,
we call backwards
Jam Boy sharp as a tack, we all cactus
Waiting on a big payback with no taxes
So if you follow the game, you might catch this
Act
and wanting some crills
It's all basic Venmo begging call it patience
Know if you get caught up with them the call changes
Dusse by the cases do say
king off they throne
But yo people talk speakers
And sneakers if you wanna
Yeah I like the cars that
Go boom, I won't front, yup!
Annnd people talkin
y'all niggaz know holla at me if there's any beef
(Yes sir, gats, guns, knives?)
I know its vic versa
We like murder we convicted the track
But yo if
neck
And I expect to make a buck to heck with a traveler's check
But if a vic' tries to choke me
I'll have to smoke him like I'm smokey the bear, so
bullied
'Til I dragged them down by their hoodie
Kicking and screaming like, "Go get your mummy"
Thought I was bummy, had to get money
Entrepreneurs
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
turkey-flavored Now and Laters for Thanksgiving
If that ain't enough, life is rough I swear
I don't have an address so I can't get welfare
They kicked me out
Niggas comin by the block
Tryna ride the cops
Migrain from my chain when I hit the block
Toguns, been funs, west coast, style young
VIC in the club, roll
ain't no evil, gettin' by
City I live
Niggas in the hood, Crown Vics on rims
On dirt bikes, they gonna get him
Pull out the chopper like
Mom kept sayin'
Hit the deck I got the Tech right on your neck
And I expect to make a buck to heck with a traveller's check
But if a vic' tries to choke me
I'll
bitch, I'm standin' on 10
Tryna catch me a vic and go get me a win
If she give me the drop, then you know that I'm in
(If she give me that drop, then you
duty there
And I got a public announcement for all you muf**kas worldwide
Word to me shit for Keenbean all let her pimp a dream team
If you ain't got
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