Vices
On the real, I seen some shit that you ain't never seen
Hopped up in the game, I'm hungry, I'm on my Everdeen
Thoroughbred, I been a dog, I need my pedigree
Fuck Promethazine, I'm building my legacy
I'll run through a motherfucker on the way to the top, y'all better get next to me
Can't get the best of me
Trè 'bout to drop, man, you might as well press delete
Your shit ain't impressing me
You better off watching my moves like a referee
There ain't nothing a threat to me
They call it smoke, shit, I just call it destiny
Wake up and smell the coffee, these niggas know better than coming to mess with T
I need the feddy reserve, I'm tryna go splurge and empty the treasury
I take a sip of the liquor, I'm gone
I've been pouring my pain in these songs
Smoking beats like I'm Cheechy and Chong
Hella vices been holding me down
She wan' go up, I'm on what she on
We outside, all these niggas been home
Cover 3, bitch, I been in my zone
I got something nobody can clone
Like AD, I've been bad to the bone
My whole story instilled in the stone
Lotta niggas burn out like a cone
Word to Nia, I'm gon' be here long
Smoking purp and I'm going berserk
Grandma call me, like "boy get to church"
I've been living like life is insured
I just hope that her prayer still work
Keep it 30 plus 70, I still appeal to the streets and I know that's a perk
Thought this hoe was the remedy, bitch I got 99 problems
She making it worse
Rest in peace to the Kennedys, I'm the type nigga to go drop the top on a hearse
Spend my bank on clothes
Wanna take my pic? Okay I'll pose
I snap like Thanos, Fabo, hoe
Ran through this shit like Drano though
My ex told me she love me infinity, had to cut that cable, hoe
Cut that, cut that cable, hoe
I had to cut that cable, hoe
Yeah, cut that cable, hoe
I had to cut that, cut that, cut that, cut
I take a sip of the liquor, I'm gone
I've been pouring my pain in these songs
Smoking beats like I'm Cheechy and Chong
Hella vices been holding me down
She wan' go up, I'm on what she on
We outside, all these niggas been home
Cover 3, bitch, I been in my zone
I got something nobody can clone
Like AD, I've been bad to the bone
My whole story instilled in the stone
Lotta niggas burn out like a cone
Word to Nia, I'm gon' be here long
Hopped up in the game, I'm hungry, I'm on my Everdeen
Thoroughbred, I been a dog, I need my pedigree
Fuck Promethazine, I'm building my legacy
I'll run through a motherfucker on the way to the top, y'all better get next to me
Can't get the best of me
Trè 'bout to drop, man, you might as well press delete
Your shit ain't impressing me
You better off watching my moves like a referee
There ain't nothing a threat to me
They call it smoke, shit, I just call it destiny
Wake up and smell the coffee, these niggas know better than coming to mess with T
I need the feddy reserve, I'm tryna go splurge and empty the treasury
I take a sip of the liquor, I'm gone
I've been pouring my pain in these songs
Smoking beats like I'm Cheechy and Chong
Hella vices been holding me down
She wan' go up, I'm on what she on
We outside, all these niggas been home
Cover 3, bitch, I been in my zone
I got something nobody can clone
Like AD, I've been bad to the bone
My whole story instilled in the stone
Lotta niggas burn out like a cone
Word to Nia, I'm gon' be here long
Smoking purp and I'm going berserk
Grandma call me, like "boy get to church"
I've been living like life is insured
I just hope that her prayer still work
Keep it 30 plus 70, I still appeal to the streets and I know that's a perk
Thought this hoe was the remedy, bitch I got 99 problems
She making it worse
Rest in peace to the Kennedys, I'm the type nigga to go drop the top on a hearse
Spend my bank on clothes
Wanna take my pic? Okay I'll pose
I snap like Thanos, Fabo, hoe
Ran through this shit like Drano though
My ex told me she love me infinity, had to cut that cable, hoe
Cut that, cut that cable, hoe
I had to cut that cable, hoe
Yeah, cut that cable, hoe
I had to cut that, cut that, cut that, cut
I take a sip of the liquor, I'm gone
I've been pouring my pain in these songs
Smoking beats like I'm Cheechy and Chong
Hella vices been holding me down
She wan' go up, I'm on what she on
We outside, all these niggas been home
Cover 3, bitch, I been in my zone
I got something nobody can clone
Like AD, I've been bad to the bone
My whole story instilled in the stone
Lotta niggas burn out like a cone
Word to Nia, I'm gon' be here long
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Writer(s): Trè Thompson
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