Vulture
I can feel ya vibe from a 100 yards away
Ain't tryna see the news, they been going crazy
Mama always worried if her sons safe
Told her you ain't gotta treat me like ya little baby
They been killing and robbing before minimum wage
Dressed up in black, they like vultures standing over the grave
Young money hungry nigga standing over his plate
I bless em like I'm Jesus but don't wanna be praised
These Niggas the new divas what a hell of a shame
How you put up with that clown pulling all of them pranks
I'm Bout to pull up in yo town, I gotta show where you stay
If I had to die now, aint tryna die in my state
You can act like you ain't heard, I got my name on the curb
Got my head to they sky like it's a plane it's bird
Steady dissing on my name, Issa lame, Issa Kirk
Out here Playing with these guns and got a stain on my shirt
These niggas ain't give props to me even tho they copied Che
I guess I should've played this shit just like monopoly
I would never sell my soul as long as I could breathe
Kill a nigga to his own beat like I ain't got a thing
Say no to my bitch and she'll probably throw a bitch fit
Fuck around and have to plunge a nigga talking big shit
RIP to Nipsey now these rappers claim they big crips
They done freed flip, he right back on that exit 6 shit
I can feel ya vibe from a 100 yards away
Ain't tryna see the news, they been going crazy
Mama always worried if her sons safe
Told her you ain't gotta treat me like ya little baby
They been killing and robbing before minimum wage
Dressed up in black, they like vultures standing over the grave
Young money hungry nigga standing over his plate
I bless em like I'm Jesus but don't wanna be praised
Dont save me I got it this time
They like is you sure, I tell em yea yea
I been praying lately I been getting big signs
Im like is that you, he tell me yea yea
Heart straight out the freezer like it's a cold meal
They left me in the street like I was some road kill
I grew up without no father had my own self
Had to learn to be alone if no one gon care
Sometimes I think about my mama and I wanna cry
Sometimes I think about my brother and I wanna ride
Sometimes I think about von jovie and I wanna die
I can't go out like my bro cause it's stuck on my side
Give me props when I work hard cause some niggas don't try
I told bro save me a verse cause I'm feeling this vibe
Ain't tryna see the news, they been going crazy
Mama always worried if her sons safe
Told her you ain't gotta treat me like ya little baby
They been killing and robbing before minimum wage
Dressed up in black, they like vultures standing over the grave
Young money hungry nigga standing over his plate
I bless em like I'm Jesus but don't wanna be praised
These Niggas the new divas what a hell of a shame
How you put up with that clown pulling all of them pranks
I'm Bout to pull up in yo town, I gotta show where you stay
If I had to die now, aint tryna die in my state
You can act like you ain't heard, I got my name on the curb
Got my head to they sky like it's a plane it's bird
Steady dissing on my name, Issa lame, Issa Kirk
Out here Playing with these guns and got a stain on my shirt
These niggas ain't give props to me even tho they copied Che
I guess I should've played this shit just like monopoly
I would never sell my soul as long as I could breathe
Kill a nigga to his own beat like I ain't got a thing
Say no to my bitch and she'll probably throw a bitch fit
Fuck around and have to plunge a nigga talking big shit
RIP to Nipsey now these rappers claim they big crips
They done freed flip, he right back on that exit 6 shit
I can feel ya vibe from a 100 yards away
Ain't tryna see the news, they been going crazy
Mama always worried if her sons safe
Told her you ain't gotta treat me like ya little baby
They been killing and robbing before minimum wage
Dressed up in black, they like vultures standing over the grave
Young money hungry nigga standing over his plate
I bless em like I'm Jesus but don't wanna be praised
Dont save me I got it this time
They like is you sure, I tell em yea yea
I been praying lately I been getting big signs
Im like is that you, he tell me yea yea
Heart straight out the freezer like it's a cold meal
They left me in the street like I was some road kill
I grew up without no father had my own self
Had to learn to be alone if no one gon care
Sometimes I think about my mama and I wanna cry
Sometimes I think about my brother and I wanna ride
Sometimes I think about von jovie and I wanna die
I can't go out like my bro cause it's stuck on my side
Give me props when I work hard cause some niggas don't try
I told bro save me a verse cause I'm feeling this vibe
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Writer(s): Ali Britten
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