The Vibes, Pt. 2 (Instrumental)

Niggas say the love me
They don't love me
I know deep down
They wanna slug me
I fee the vibe
When they hug me

Niggas say the love me
They don't love me
I know deep down
They wanna slug me
I fee the vibe
When they hug me

Last of dying breed
I achieve
Move at God Speed
Vacation home by the lake
Toss the car keys
Them niggas that you roll
Naw
We don't call G's
4 to 5 shooters on deck
And we all squeeze
45, Lugers, and Tecs
I hear heartbeat
Niggas always bitching upset
I'm under palm trees
Smoking my own strain
A Don by calm seas
90 minute body work out
Then your broad leaves
Can't trust a soul out here
The wise understand
I move so mystique on streets
I'm hardly on the gram
Niggas get jammed up and damn
Land up in the can
Ya chic tired of using her hands
She layed up with your man
Taking none of ya calls
You feel angry, betrayed
And he been scheming on ya chic
Since was engaged
She ain't fulfill the promises
Of being monogamous
Ask niggas about Done
Like Dame I'm honored up

Niggas say the love me
They don't love me
I know deep down
They wanna slug me
I fee the vibe
When they hug me
Niggas say the love me
They don't love me
I know deep down
They wanna slug me
I fee the vibe
When they hug me

Pockets on Lizzo
Wheels Gran Turismo
Maserati blasting Lodi Dodi
Moving crypto
Same ole .38 with the Scottie Pip nose
A real G
I move in silence
But I never tip toe
Ring full of diamonds
That's what make
The haters chime in
Niggas try to creep up
Then I resort to violence
Hammer blam
Got em
Then the ambulance sirens
I'm redefining, East Coast rap
Silver lining
My flow perfect timing
They can never out shine him
I'm like the 03' Hov
Throwing up the diamond
Internet gangstas
Throwing up a comment
Probably mad
Cause I'm fucking they bitch
She blowing till she vomit
Damn
You probably can't trust her
As far as she spit
A nigga run up
Then I'm dumping the clip



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Writer(s): David Wright
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