Vintage

for the record I aint never been one to judge a book by the back of it

i've never been the violent type/ more so like a pacifist

but if you wanna take that route/ lil homie we can pass these fist

vission blurred/ persona tembered by this fucking actavist

 

no chaufers this moneys what im driven by

no benz/no rollie on my wrist/ see i dont live a lie

cause these hoes sick/ and im exactly what the doctor perscribed

never get outta line/ bullets causing funerals so youre life wont be jeopradized

 

you aint hittin licks lil homie where yo factsheet

see you got a new girl nothin new to me see she was my last week

all my niggas ballin/all ginobli/ but we ain't athletes

leave em in a wheel chair all drake no digrassi

 

but hear about my chronicles

can't remember it all but by the pictures left that shit is phenomanal

don't step outta line/goons have knifes/cuttin like butter swayin at your abdominals

 

man im fucking stressed/ so ill light up another spliff

got snooby bitches/dick leave em' whiter than the drugs they sniff

 

sayin I aint shit well that's word to your credentials

cause any hatin nigga can step up and be set as an example

 

we aint hittin till we see bones like x-rays

leave yo ass stupid feelin like you missin your left brain

 

I'm washed/shaved/fitted with a close cut

yo girl came through so best believe imm drained from both nuts

 

dont get stress/ wont TYB/ im only attracted to a certain type

could care less about your followers bitch ill never follow the hype

 

riding in a range truck/ sucked up by ya main slut

drop her in the side of the road when she said she aint fuck