Lyrics:
the fuck you bouta look me in my eyes
Tellin lies
Got the nerve to put that on ya daughter's life
Where the fuck they doin that
Let me know kuz I cant go
a seat
If it's one that I know
Is that I live by the VNM Die by the VNM
If you ain't with the gang you a victim Ah
VNM in ya veins
Now put 'em in the game
the sock
Cant feed my habits off of nickels, dimes
So it’s green by the acre house come an shop
Herb gotta nigga in the realest state, my medulla Medusa
drinking my friend, to the end
Of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I know the routine, put another nickel
In
Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah
It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in
Put you in the same position and lets see what you'd really do
They tell me that I sold out if I execute the no snitchin rule
Sound like it was a good
gold
Make more than Jeff Bezos, harvest diamonds in astral
Write a song, put on Amazon Julian Assange don't leak my songs
The packet, compact nutrients
Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin' ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I've been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous
Gotta get back to my bullshit
Homie you rap to my music
Feeling the groove
Leaning and cruise
Yeah I know its an illusion
Gotta big gun in my
place get the gun
Ep album still drop another one
No music in my life then it's not fun
Picked up this beat jumped in my seat
Got motivation and some
and volleyball
But in the misdt of it
I found another passion
In the kitchen sprinkle
Wit a lil' dash in it
Salt with the paprika
My plates looked even better
Than
Ay Twine you a fool for this one
Yeah
And it's ya man Unkle Samm
I'm in my zone everyday every night
Another couple shots bout to get me right
fifty
I get money but my name ain't Fifty
Went to the Lloyd Bank, took out a Yung Buck
Brown, purple, pinky
And then I put pink stones in the pinky
Bought
this is rifle music
You now, shoot and spray anything in the way
Fuck 'em all, undelightful music
It's only right I do it, put the game back in
fuck with me until they see me in a sea of bills
My best investment was in myself, put all my dollars and cents in this music
But for real the major key
playing
And the crowd started shaking right underneath my feet
Feels like I got my second wind
I put one hand up
Bring that heat
Turn the music in your
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
reminder, I need to find you
Girl, we came so close
I still got your clothes sitting in my room, while I play this music
You're not my girl no more, let
in the south of France
Accompanied by a matching matt black Mercedes-Benz
They watching me climbing up the ranks without helping hands
You gonna regret
em' up
Shoot em' down
Music is my loaded gun
This my club
Devils drown, demons chase
Until you're over run
Just defeated another demon
Put a tally by my
spreaded throughout my crew
Well, you all know TJ Swan who sang on my records
"Make the Music", "Nobody Beats the Biz", well, check it
Back in the days
and fear what they don't understand
2018 death was near, God must have another plan
Trying to bank a mill this year, keep a hundred grand
And put the rest in
built for this life
I don't need your advice
Put in work, kid I earned my stripes
I've been the realest since '95
It's crazy how time flies
So can you
As stressed the best as deaths aligned
If your head on the floor
We can't get down
Murder music coming all around
Decapitations all around
Too many dying in
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