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Vic Spencer
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Uh, Mil That’s right my n***a It’s about to go down I ain’t f**king around Blowing hella pounds Sh*t Sh*t is so f**king nuts Definitely doing Vic Spencer to the fullest Got off track for a second, third rail with the footage The doors say poor but the n***as still pushing One bullet to the head, now you’re dead in the bushes Everyone is crooked Do one thing cool, now everybody looking for a handout Walk with a hundred-plus people and still standout My pride too high to ask anybody for anything, won’t stay inside my man’s house Instead I sleep in my car, the blanket in the trunk Every chance I got I was flaming up the skunk Buying hella sneakers, I could changе up for months Rotate the same tеn pair, remain in the slums I know how to rap and tap into other things All type of sh*t I be juggling I bet you a hundred thousand dollars your perception of me is wrong Why don’t you go ahead and pull off your thong The opposite sex, V-I-C dropping the tech I ain’t even see the police [?] chopping your chest You rocking the best bling while I’m on planet medallions I’m taking all of the credit for styling I shoot the shots so they foul me With the intention of hurt, I’m still going to work Clean the scenery up, you ain’t even see a peek of blood (Naw) I didn’t even smell suds, I smelled all regular sh*t Left out the room inhaling the piff (Sheesh) (Some fire a** sh*t my n***a) Situation is so sticky (Uh huh, uh huh) (I’m not f**king with these n***as man) Situation is so sticky (I’m my own n***a) Situation is sticky (Uh huh, uh huh) Not f**king with these n***as man I’m my own n***a Stay in the zone I deal with pain That they could not talk about Yo yo Shout out to Mil Beats n***a My n***a Vic Spencer One two The fly Aye yo I just came for the lion’s share I wave te iron like I ain’t care Nobody cared about us They talked differently when I ain’t there But switch it up when it’s time to bear witness, a genius I’m at the bar, no Apple Care Carry on A bullet hit your noodle, the whole kit-kaboodle I’m on this kick where I’m drinking liquor Hanging out with women that you probably got a baby with Sticky situation, get your lady hit Satin baseball jacket, on my eighties sh*t You can’t bullsh*t a bullsh*tter A pinch hitter, I’m hitting home runs, n***as getting bitter I’m getting better with time, my rhymes never mumble I’m truly humble, cash upon which I stumble My hustle, long term n***a Residual bags, how the cookie crumbles Out the mud, ashy knuckles, designer buckles Uh huh, uh huh Not f**king with these n***as man I’m my own n***a I do a whole bunch of sh*t It’s over for n***as You think I give a f**k, that’s your problem (The situation is so sticky)
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