VOSTYLE, Pt. 3
Say less
I'm a check up on this flow like it's reps
You either step up or you owed for the flex
Getting old don't need to tell me how it go
3k and me did it for the best just so you know little nigga (mh)
I'm a cold blood killer turned bold
Straight villain on parole
Got the whole damn ops on alert
Had to catch me on the block getting cold
Turn this heat into rock
Build glock mechanisms from a stove
All this bread getting hot
All this cheddar getting mold
All the rats keep coming cause the traps on pose
Let me hold ten dollars
Nigga from the struggle had to get it every hour
Even when I was child
Man I couldn't have shit from my mama
It was foul even when she had to do to my brothers
I learned a while how it all became true
Had to settle on the side with the metal to my food
Fucked up in dark times, I'm redeemed from the blue
Head spinning, oh wow
I done seen dirty vision from a view
Met a couple pals started growing from the roots
Perform a couple styles put the city on a flute
Walked hundred miles in my motherfucking boots
And I'm still trying to hustle for the truth
Who knew
Grove Street I done held it since the jump
This is chess playing checkers got you mixed in for fun
Take a step just make sure you know who you among
I ain't even got to say it I just meant it as a pun
Feeling yellow you feeling orange like Trump
Pulp fingers on the buttons social life getting dump
Blood ties, you can never tried to cut me off the rope
Take a look, this kind of shit can make you turn into a goat
Take a look, this kind of shit can make you turn into a joke
Tried to make it understanding when you trying to cut and fold
(Huh)
I can never take lightly on the magic
How I'm pounding on the pussy she screaming in prefect nagging
Make sense I'm stunning in the holy madness
Gut telling me how I'm supposed get it from outta my own status
Fuck it nigga I really trying to matter
If some happen
Reading my book backwards
Chances are getting shorter from this unsigned untold unknown rapper
Told with all captions
Written in all chapters
How these false claims happen
How this greedy world fathom
With insecurities, we stay pushing the profanity so it don't matter
3k, 3000 reasons why I develop my own tactic
Made a whole lotta of stans now they all frenemies
Same look same hate keep the same energy
Made a whole lotta stance when the sense tapped into me
Culminated stan
Say cheese bitch don't take photos please
I don't hold anything that I keep
I don't stole lotta shit from everybody
And I lie so course I got a lot demons in me
A lot feelings believed
Yeah VOSTYLE third round, this an image to see
Another goat no cow, different species to be
This the most untold from the city that I'm grown with now
Take a second just know how the city be
Shit done made me to a master, baster
Cold hearted niggas that done turn into a pastor
Black tall nigga biggest dick in the atmosphere
All these niggas taking magnums, pills
Fuck your appeal
This a test to let y'all that I'm real
Stunning bitches with my Spanish and my Creole
No love yet, but a motherfucker still trying to heal
Heartbroken, but I still stay protected with a shield
Bless
I'm a check up on this flow like it's reps
You either step up or you owed for the flex
Getting old don't need to tell me how it go
3k and me did it for the best just so you know little nigga (mh)
I'm a cold blood killer turned bold
Straight villain on parole
Got the whole damn ops on alert
Had to catch me on the block getting cold
Turn this heat into rock
Build glock mechanisms from a stove
All this bread getting hot
All this cheddar getting mold
All the rats keep coming cause the traps on pose
Let me hold ten dollars
Nigga from the struggle had to get it every hour
Even when I was child
Man I couldn't have shit from my mama
It was foul even when she had to do to my brothers
I learned a while how it all became true
Had to settle on the side with the metal to my food
Fucked up in dark times, I'm redeemed from the blue
Head spinning, oh wow
I done seen dirty vision from a view
Met a couple pals started growing from the roots
Perform a couple styles put the city on a flute
Walked hundred miles in my motherfucking boots
And I'm still trying to hustle for the truth
Who knew
Grove Street I done held it since the jump
This is chess playing checkers got you mixed in for fun
Take a step just make sure you know who you among
I ain't even got to say it I just meant it as a pun
Feeling yellow you feeling orange like Trump
Pulp fingers on the buttons social life getting dump
Blood ties, you can never tried to cut me off the rope
Take a look, this kind of shit can make you turn into a goat
Take a look, this kind of shit can make you turn into a joke
Tried to make it understanding when you trying to cut and fold
(Huh)
I can never take lightly on the magic
How I'm pounding on the pussy she screaming in prefect nagging
Make sense I'm stunning in the holy madness
Gut telling me how I'm supposed get it from outta my own status
Fuck it nigga I really trying to matter
If some happen
Reading my book backwards
Chances are getting shorter from this unsigned untold unknown rapper
Told with all captions
Written in all chapters
How these false claims happen
How this greedy world fathom
With insecurities, we stay pushing the profanity so it don't matter
3k, 3000 reasons why I develop my own tactic
Made a whole lotta of stans now they all frenemies
Same look same hate keep the same energy
Made a whole lotta stance when the sense tapped into me
Culminated stan
Say cheese bitch don't take photos please
I don't hold anything that I keep
I don't stole lotta shit from everybody
And I lie so course I got a lot demons in me
A lot feelings believed
Yeah VOSTYLE third round, this an image to see
Another goat no cow, different species to be
This the most untold from the city that I'm grown with now
Take a second just know how the city be
Shit done made me to a master, baster
Cold hearted niggas that done turn into a pastor
Black tall nigga biggest dick in the atmosphere
All these niggas taking magnums, pills
Fuck your appeal
This a test to let y'all that I'm real
Stunning bitches with my Spanish and my Creole
No love yet, but a motherfucker still trying to heal
Heartbroken, but I still stay protected with a shield
Bless
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Writer(s): Rashied Sabir
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