Vice Vice Outro Prod. Milky Fella

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New money new problems
New wheels new bottoms
Thats just what come with it
Ford explorer first whip
Now im coming for a lexus
I been restless
And the good fellas feeling helpless
Im layed up no one
And these are my confessions.
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Car wrecc came bacc with a vengeance
Use my mind as a weapon
Was a starter kit then came with the pressure
Bk and hand signs
I was questioning my savior
My creator
Felt like i needed a prayer
Im going down vice avenue
Hope i make it through
Pain in my chest no rest
Then i needed this
Tribulations maybe its for the best
No stress the grass getting greener
Hot head no fever
Wise words no preacher
Hard ground no sneakers
Loud spoken no speakers
Take the money to the cleaners
Said you no killer me neither
But im killing myself smoking reefer,
The hole getting steeper
And im getting signals from outerspace
Im closer to my plate
Worried about my weight,
Cuz i need more before i wake,
I was wrong letting them niggas eat before i ate.

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