Vladimir (VLAPD) [feat. Minnesota Money Boss]

I don't rock no ring, chain or stones on the wrist
But bet money I'll rock your face bones with this fist
Ignorance bliss artificial intelligence blasphemy
And sucka shit Pentagon level catastrophe
Bad enough we influenced by social media massively
Here come this culture vulture with the ultimate audacity
Implied Ross was an officer figured it get him more loot
Got lumped up this nicca jumped up and filed a lawsuit
Sued for 4 mill settled for 3 hundred bands
That money never came from your talent just tryna help you understand
You don't qualify for opinions on how ninjas eat
When you yourself never did nothing in the street
Nicca you hip hop's Seinfeld used to dress like Jerry
You like 20 years late rocking Gucci and Burberry
Vladimir telling lies in his vision
I aint tryna go to jail in the words of Shawn Hartwell
FUCK PRISON

Streets a whole different stratosphere
Nowadays you find the world's dumbest criminals on Vladimir
So you here to rap or racketeer
And you know my slogan GTFOH

Volunteering in a House of Indictments
A bunch of White Boys reporting on Black shit
Blood drinking Bram Stokers is tight lipped
On his own family crest where that crown sits
With a frown sits off camera
Law enforcement entangling amateurs
Man if I could poison this cracka with ill will
Fuck him, Fauci and hashtag Kill Bill
Unfiltered with ill spills of stories foolish
A hidden smile with poison attached to it
Meanwhile they logging in dates and times
Playing on underdeveloped minds
I got direct access to armies but conceal that flex
Trap Lore Ross, Mikey T don't be next
My godmother's grandson was the first to catch on
And still he got caught up fucking with that pawn
Wouldn't allow for his own kind to take that L
Gotta be mental illness to tell on yourself
Some things are best unsaid don't get raped
Just a warning for my brothers going to talk on tape



Credits
Writer(s): Gene Fields, Mark Charles Richardson, Mark Richardson, Randy Ousley
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