Vibes

Sip
Drank
Smoke
Dro
My sins
Death row
Pink
Toes
Good
Vibes
Thrash
Stars
Thrash Lives

Way in the back in this bitch
(Gettin fried)
Let gang in the back of this bitch
(Cuz we tied)
You kno that we deep in this bitch
(When we ride)
You kno that I keep me some heat
(By my side)
You kno we want this till infinity (Infinity)
I pray that God show me my enemies
Protecting my soul and my energy
Sometimes I don't kno wat get into me
Im living my life take it day by day
Gotta move on the low, take it play for play
Some niggas who wit you gone love to hate
You can say what you want, but we call them snakes
I been in my bag and I been on my grind
I need me a mill can't do minimum wage
I feel like I'm trippie got all this rage
Can't waste no time, get the fuck out my face
I feel like I'm roddy on the way to these riches
No time for the bitches, just time for this cake
We bussin the brick till its down to the shake
Mail this pack to my boy cuz he know how to bake
I walk wit a strap cuz I know it ain't safe
In a year, we back to back pulling in raffs
We been through the mud I could never be phased
Got game from OG's, damn I feel like a sage
That boy can keep talkin, we stepping like troops
You run up on me then you gone get erased
My life is a book and I'm turning the page
I'll do that lil time and sit down in that cage
Some niggas been watching and Stalkin my page
Bitch nigga just kno that I'm counting yo days
Was born in the trenches but moved out the maze
Thank god for my life, yea he get all the praise

Sip
Drank
Smoke
Dro
My sins
Death row
Pink
Toes
Good
Vibes
Thrash
Stars
Thrash Lives



Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Mcmillan
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