Vs1
Yeezy's on shotout Kanye fuck Rob And Kim
Pete making jokes Kanye sign me and I'll go rob him
It's some peon niggas hating but it's ok cause I can't see them
I'm in a foreign windows tinted eating some Hot Tamales from Tim's
They be dissing in them songs nobody play so I can't hear them
I came from nothing went got something if don't hustle you can't win
Bitch had ran into Benz scratched my door and fucked up my rims
Gave me her number and tried to flirt I don't wanna fuck pay for my shit
I paid 500 to get my teeth cleaned, 10 Gs to make em bling bling
Don't act like you can't see these nigga go get you some VVs
I started all that flexing in my hood these niggas wanna be me
Yo bitch like riding through the projects all of sudden she trying to see me
I used to be a foot soldier in the streets and now I'm OG
They say that you a rat I don't know if it's true that's what they told me
We rode through the section one night lurking we was 4 deep
Nigga had that tool and had me fooled they say he won't squeeze
Yo girl still with you cause she loyal but she want me
You a fool if you still broke and thinking that she won't cheat
She hit me up last week and ask me C.G. when we gon link
I told her whenever she free or you sleep I don't beef
Stepping in my black and red Yeezy's yea you want these
You ever seen a Rolex in real life I got one on me
It's real niggas talking bout some business so you don't speak
If a nigga get mad right now and look you in ya face I bet you gon leave
I'm from Pinecrest I hit the hood and had my section pumping
Me and Terrence Sims jugging all day tynna make some money
I ain't gotta hate wait on my time cause I know it's coming
A nigga fuck over you and you don't shake back then I know something
You ain't Balling until the OGs holla let me hold something
If yo money fit up in yo pocket you ain't got no money
If you get caught with dope keep beating the case then nigga you told something
If I front you a slab and you get jacked then you still owe something
Catch me on the camera squeezing a hammer I still don't know nothing
I could've got the platinum kept it G and got the gold one
And If we catch you stealing we gon beat you like you stole something
You been on the block since 6 o'clock and still ain't sold nothing
Holla at my nigga Tone he told me Bear was on the run
Next day we all in Miami he got one more night of fun
I got ice up in my mouth so when I breathe it freeze the lungs
Big Los got the VVs but I like the VS1s
Pete making jokes Kanye sign me and I'll go rob him
It's some peon niggas hating but it's ok cause I can't see them
I'm in a foreign windows tinted eating some Hot Tamales from Tim's
They be dissing in them songs nobody play so I can't hear them
I came from nothing went got something if don't hustle you can't win
Bitch had ran into Benz scratched my door and fucked up my rims
Gave me her number and tried to flirt I don't wanna fuck pay for my shit
I paid 500 to get my teeth cleaned, 10 Gs to make em bling bling
Don't act like you can't see these nigga go get you some VVs
I started all that flexing in my hood these niggas wanna be me
Yo bitch like riding through the projects all of sudden she trying to see me
I used to be a foot soldier in the streets and now I'm OG
They say that you a rat I don't know if it's true that's what they told me
We rode through the section one night lurking we was 4 deep
Nigga had that tool and had me fooled they say he won't squeeze
Yo girl still with you cause she loyal but she want me
You a fool if you still broke and thinking that she won't cheat
She hit me up last week and ask me C.G. when we gon link
I told her whenever she free or you sleep I don't beef
Stepping in my black and red Yeezy's yea you want these
You ever seen a Rolex in real life I got one on me
It's real niggas talking bout some business so you don't speak
If a nigga get mad right now and look you in ya face I bet you gon leave
I'm from Pinecrest I hit the hood and had my section pumping
Me and Terrence Sims jugging all day tynna make some money
I ain't gotta hate wait on my time cause I know it's coming
A nigga fuck over you and you don't shake back then I know something
You ain't Balling until the OGs holla let me hold something
If yo money fit up in yo pocket you ain't got no money
If you get caught with dope keep beating the case then nigga you told something
If I front you a slab and you get jacked then you still owe something
Catch me on the camera squeezing a hammer I still don't know nothing
I could've got the platinum kept it G and got the gold one
And If we catch you stealing we gon beat you like you stole something
You been on the block since 6 o'clock and still ain't sold nothing
Holla at my nigga Tone he told me Bear was on the run
Next day we all in Miami he got one more night of fun
I got ice up in my mouth so when I breathe it freeze the lungs
Big Los got the VVs but I like the VS1s
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Writer(s): Clydric Gales
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