Thank West V

She asked me
How i get the cheese?
Tell her
Thank West V
I give out game for the free
I'm trying to see niggas eat
If you see me in streets
Don't shake my hand or throw peace
I ain't even goin' speak
I only talk on these beats
I need it all nigga
You ain't no pit
Around them dogs nigga
We ball nigga
You looking more like Cliff Paul Nigga
You Stall Nigga
That's why your pockets extra small
Ima boss nigga
It ain't about cheese
I ain't involved
At all
Why there niggas always lying
Talking about them trips
I really stay in West V i never seen these niggas
Why these niggas always lying
Talking about them trips
I really stay in West V
I never seen these niggas
Bitch it's showtime
Ballin' in my city like the old Bron
I need bows full of buds
I see some shake
I swear I won't buy
You trying to rap your whole life?
I only rap cause I'm nice
Boy don't place the whole order
Then come with half of the price
I'm stuck in my ways
Because I married the game
I never wanted the fame
I'm trying to duck off with change
I was never inspired
To go and work at no Chrysler
I got teenagers hired
Damn near competing with Meijer
You don't approve of these moves
But you don't walk in these shoes
I got it all by myself
And i ain't got shit to prove
Don't get it misconstrued
I don't want you confused
If you ain't trying to make the news
Better chill and be cool
And you ain't never seen these cards
Fuck these bars i got some bars
That's as strong as hard
On God
I really mean it bitch
Got the yellow perc' 10
With the meanest itch
I need it all nigga
You ain't no pit
Around them dogs nigga
We ball nigga
You looking more like Cliff Paul Nigga
You Stall Nigga
That's why your pockets extra small
Ima boss nigga
It ain't about cheese
I ain't involved
At all
Why there niggas always lying
Talking about them trips
I really stay in West V i never seen these niggas
Why these niggas always lying
Talking about them trips
I really stay in West V
I never seen these niggas
Damn homie
In high school you was the man homie
That's what a fan told me
Don't give me dap homie
That ain't what that about
You ain't my mans
Get out my face and nigga shut your mouth
It's always fun and games
Until them choppas out
Percocets with some rice
That's dinner with his spouse
Stacking followed by patience
I made my own route
I fucked up all of my own
So I made new accounts
All these niggas be rapping
It look like acting to me
I grab the from the D
And drove the blues from West V
Is you copping a plea?
Or is you plotting on me?
That Drake'll sing til niggas dead
It don't matter to me
Run that shit back
All these niggas be rapping
It look like acting to me
I grab the from the D
And drove the blues from West V
Is you copping a plea?
Or is you plotting on me?
That Drake'll sing til niggas dead
It don't matter to me



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Writer(s): Phillip Avery Jordan
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