CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : V.I.M.
[Madwiz]
Crip niggas and Blood niggas on the strip tryna get it live
Folk niggas and King niggas on the strip tryna get it live
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen in a minute
And they try to label this like it's a little music thing
With that silly, lacking faith-ass face I might really go and kill somebody
I'ma really kill somebody
I ain't literally gonna kill 'em, but God damn it, then I feel like I can kill somebody
[Radamiz]
Was in V.I.M. asking for discounts, I was po'
Sagged Enyce denim 'til the belt loop hit the flo'
Cannot die, the me from yesterday, I gotta grow
In person on Do Not Disturb, not only on my phone
Uh, yacht livin'
Daydream about having my whole gang yacht-livin'
If somebody died on my block, then the cops did it
I know rappers that's too insecure for prop-giving
I know the way to never get is when you not givin'
Yeah, working 'til Karoshi
Mamatus just told me, 25, 30 uh, 35
Is when those you believed in start to fold and
I bet my life you'd blow up, now I'm f*cking decomposin'
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen in a minute
And they try to label this like it's a little music thing
With that silly, lacking faith-ass face I might really go and kill somebody
I'ma really kill somebody
I ain't literally gonna kill 'em, but God damn it, then I feel like I can kill somebody
[Radamiz]
Was in V.I.M. asking for discounts, I was po'
I'm at fashion parties, only one not doing coke
I don't take no pictures with the famous ones I know
Pretending like we workin' to convince you that I'm on
At Preservation Hall, uh, jazz healing my stomach pains
Live from the 504, I feel like Lil' Wayne
In New Orleans for a couple days to push the troubles 'way
On Canal with Dula blowing dope in front the copper's face
V'Don, since Palm Pilot, bitch, I napalm
Bullet grazed and turned my fro into a fade and stayed calm
You might have it hard but your bro might have it harder
So sometimes you go from friend into a 15-minute father
Like, "I got you son"
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen in a minute
And they try to label this like it's a little music thing
With that silly, lacking faith-ass face I might really go—
Clown-ass nigga
Sometimes I just wish I could kill you and bring you back to life
Like, "See, stop playin', you know I'm 'bout this f*ckin' life"
The f*ck you thought I was doin' all this time?
Just playin' out here? Nah, nigga, I'm out here, shit is real
Shit been real
Shit always real
[Radamiz]
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen— (Bed Stuy shit)
Violent if mandatory
Crip niggas and Blood niggas on the strip tryna get it live
Folk niggas and King niggas on the strip tryna get it live
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen in a minute
And they try to label this like it's a little music thing
With that silly, lacking faith-ass face I might really go and kill somebody
I'ma really kill somebody
I ain't literally gonna kill 'em, but God damn it, then I feel like I can kill somebody
[Radamiz]
Was in V.I.M. asking for discounts, I was po'
Sagged Enyce denim 'til the belt loop hit the flo'
Cannot die, the me from yesterday, I gotta grow
In person on Do Not Disturb, not only on my phone
Uh, yacht livin'
Daydream about having my whole gang yacht-livin'
If somebody died on my block, then the cops did it
I know rappers that's too insecure for prop-giving
I know the way to never get is when you not givin'
Yeah, working 'til Karoshi
Mamatus just told me, 25, 30 uh, 35
Is when those you believed in start to fold and
I bet my life you'd blow up, now I'm f*cking decomposin'
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen in a minute
And they try to label this like it's a little music thing
With that silly, lacking faith-ass face I might really go and kill somebody
I'ma really kill somebody
I ain't literally gonna kill 'em, but God damn it, then I feel like I can kill somebody
[Radamiz]
Was in V.I.M. asking for discounts, I was po'
I'm at fashion parties, only one not doing coke
I don't take no pictures with the famous ones I know
Pretending like we workin' to convince you that I'm on
At Preservation Hall, uh, jazz healing my stomach pains
Live from the 504, I feel like Lil' Wayne
In New Orleans for a couple days to push the troubles 'way
On Canal with Dula blowing dope in front the copper's face
V'Don, since Palm Pilot, bitch, I napalm
Bullet grazed and turned my fro into a fade and stayed calm
You might have it hard but your bro might have it harder
So sometimes you go from friend into a 15-minute father
Like, "I got you son"
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen in a minute
And they try to label this like it's a little music thing
With that silly, lacking faith-ass face I might really go—
Clown-ass nigga
Sometimes I just wish I could kill you and bring you back to life
Like, "See, stop playin', you know I'm 'bout this f*ckin' life"
The f*ck you thought I was doin' all this time?
Just playin' out here? Nah, nigga, I'm out here, shit is real
Shit been real
Shit always real
[Radamiz]
If the next time I run into someone I ain't seen— (Bed Stuy shit)
Violent if mandatory
