Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe

Bitch don't kill my vibe

At 5 AM

Tryna blow a bag and reach a new high

Riding down Six Flags Drive

With my brother by my side

And he's needs to re-up on a Quarter

We just got paid today

So that's a broke nigga fortune

Fortunately we don't need the gas from QT

So we hit Mack D's and get what ever he wanted

Got feed my niggas cause we out here and we starving

So of course I'm paying no need for the thanking

And as we leaving i get back to thinking

About all my opponents

My enemies who pretend to be my homies

Man I strongly detest all of you guys and all your lies

And they always stay silent like you was in disguise

But don't you know i see in the end

Thought you was my friends through to Thick and thin

But that's how my skin is and this line is that they is walking

Guess my moms was right that i gotta stand on my own two feet

Cause nobody can carry me So I guess that now I'm done talking

Ride alone with my bro to these melodies

Hear the hook coming on and sin along

 

Hook

 

I keep getting lost in old moments

When I went to the Brook

And chicks like Tamara and Brooke

Never gave me a second look or any notice

Man notes back then being passed somewhat akin to old memories

Scorsese way i directed my life with ease

Knew rapping was something that was made for me

So i picked up the pen and put my soul into the ether

To give it that freedom

It was that or leave my soul in control of these people

Or with a society who told we would never be equals

And i could do neither

Lucys' evils must've made me a heathen

But id rather ask for forgiveness after walk in the home

Than be at the front door begging and pleading

Leading or misleading but i guess as a leader I always miss leading

Something embedded in my genes and in my DNA strain

More ink stains on my hands than Jack Kirby ever did

And I wipe off on my skin and let my outside tell my story

From the beginning to end my gory glory and sorry worries

While i turn up this song and sing along and sin again

 

Hook

 

On Veterans

Ad Memoriam

Postmortem dissections to all my emotions and old motions

That i made as kid

Looking back at all the mistakes that i did

and somehow im still living life without any regrets

Passing by my old block where i used to live

On Queens Mill but how can a Queens Mill ever

Make a King but shit my moms did her best with what life gives

And shit my life was as good as it gets

How could i ever complain

When i awake every morning breathing again

And there's still blood in my veins

And my name the streets didn't claim

At least not today

So far my life is great

Hopefully add that to my name one day

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