Da Vices

I was eighteen fighting niggas twenty six
All black tee on any given was the fit

A young Tampa nigga, yeah I was still a gitt
MC with no hammer but them hands was legit

Shout out to my gawd yeah he kept me out the mix
Even when them demons had me feigning bout the fix

Kept the record clean TPD can eat a dick
Kept the record clean TPD can eat a dick

Young nigga out the bay hitting clubs every day
Pushing niggas through the crowd looking for a melee

I ain't running to the trunk only thing I shoot is fades
I be blacking out then waking up like Ali bomaye

I'm moving like Luda bitch get the fuck up out my way
For I get to throwing bows and they hit you in the face

Let him get it out his system y'all already see he cray
We all got demons and we really need to slay Da Vices

Look like I gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
I guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices

Look like a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
I guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta (Yo)

I was eighteen fucking bitches twenty six
Way before I knew that eating pussy was a lick

A young Tampa nigga yeah I was still a gitt
She say go home Roger boy you Immature as shit

I ran into her friend on the way to catch a flick
She was giving up the digits should've known it was a trick

Cause 30 minutes later sent a picture of her clit
Like why you had to go and send a picture of your dick

Young niggas make mistakes too much pussy on my plate
Hell one man's trash is a treasure so they say

I feel like a pirate about to crash on my bae
I thought I struck gold she say no booty today

We broke up later for I knew it she was gay
Cause little did I know her friend was doing me a fave

A nigga still pimping got the three some anyway
They both had demons that they needed me to slay
Da Vices

Look like I gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
I guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices

Look like a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
I guess a nigga gotta slay Da Vices
Guess a nigga gotta (Yo)

Life is a series of vices
They turn Sonny Liston Sonny Crockett just to get you to like it

Hidden from eyelid like that punchline is
A combo of jabs that'll keep you blinded

I never seen a sale on getting enlightened
Even though Nirvana played for material prices

A gun to the head still left Kurt lifeless
Now they telling all his business like Siri, Da Vices

(That was perfect)