Vice City E

Get down. Ay, ay, ay, nigga. When I get signed, I'ma have all the hoes, Fucking hella bitches. Hella cars, hella clothes. Niggas, hella bottles, hella smoke, thick ass nigga. You already know what's up, nigga. Get Yeah, look. Too fast my whip go. Look at how my wrist glow. Look at how they getcha, g-getcha, getcha. My drop top, life got me boxed in. Looking like I got shit. That's how they getcha, g-getcha, getcha. I'm Godsent. I don't want no nonsense. I don't need no lames, I don't need no Games playing on my conscience. They don't got no conscience. In the cut like fine print. I'm a whole new lane, I'ma make shit change. I been getting all kinds of cents. I been trying to get the demons off me. It just feel like they getting closer. Ain't nobody from the city warrant. Ain't nobody from the city Oprah. Everybody from the block want green, everybody wanna Be a ogre. Everybody wanna be like Okra. Everybody wanna be not sober. Man, you niggas ain't seen my watch. Man, you niggas ain't seen my drop. Man, you niggas ain't seen my drip. Look at all this ice I got. Yeah, nigga, come snatch my chain. Nigga, come take my rings. I VVS my dreams. And I'ma getcha, g-getcha, getcha. Ay, they got a dream that they selling. Gave up their soul just to get it. Just to flex on niggas. Countin' checks on niggas. What you expect for a nigga? When it's all a nigga know. Yeah, ain't shit sweet. This how it really go. They find a nigga then they sign him. Give that boy a couple thousand. He gon' blow it on fashion. Don't even own his own masters. Now they own him like a master. And in true slave fashion, copped the whip and A chain. He controlled by the fame. You put out a couple hits. Did shows, got guap. Put out an album, then flopped. Ain't on the label, got dropped. Where the cash that you got? You was flying out thots. Fucking bitches on a Yacht. Now a baby on the way. She was with you for the fame. Straight personal gain. Now lawyers in the picture. See, this how they get you. Yeah, I know you want it all. I had to learn for myself. The industry ain't gotta kill you. It give you what you need to kill yourself. Get down. Too fast my whip go. Look at how my wrist glow. Look at how they getcha, g-getcha, getcha. My drop top, life got me boxed in. Looking like I got shit. That's how they getcha, g-getcha, getcha. Um, yo, Look. Make lines without Wright, could have you up in Heights. Make lines without white, could have you up In heights. On every track I'ma lean a dirty Cup of Sprite. I had a hole in my Jeans, my makeup wasn't right. I want a million, my life is cotton candy Bright. It's in the air tonight, just like Miami Vice. I mean, I know what it's like to Struggle keeping lights. To battle if you gon' eat or you gon' Do what's right. Some people think being broke the Worst you'll be in life. Imagine you was broke and then money can't make It right. If money, power, respect is what you Need in life. But every time they get the Light, they think they need a knife. You think the way of thinking is basic, but Face it. For the cheese, we chase it 'til We changing our faces. Glass crib, dope rocks, BBL, Botox. Don't look so shocked, can't stop, won't stop. You know the world's standards. You ain't shit unless you got shit. But don't ignore them problems that you got, bitch. You know how it goes. Niggas use designer clothes To cover holes. They insecure, but the fit is Secured. Let's strip down, really see how you is Now. Fuck a million bitches so you can brag To your friends how. You really that nigga that Be standing on business. Neck on glisten, VVS is hidden. Came from nothing, they see me now and they Make assumptions. You don't know all the shit that I seen. Glad it don't look like what I Been through. Smoking just to get through. Drinking just to get through. Mixing women in and that's a recipe to end You. Look at what these niggas do for fame, For the clout, for a name. Spend a bag on a bitch, buy bag for A bitch. As soon as you stop spending, that Whip you bought her, yeah she gon' hop in It. Skirt off, onto the next, next dude with A check. Money, power, respect. That's all people respecting and shit, likes and a Blue check. Views and going viral. Get you a bad bitch, a thick IG model. Tired of being broke, you wanna get rich, Right? You with the shits, right? So give me that contract. Yeah, let me sign that. Let me see what These racks like. Call it this rap life.