(Vado) I let the AK go at yo 88 door Hit yo playmate mo, ticket day they roll I don’t talk, if it’s war nigga say no more Ask Papi, I bought em all so it ain’t no mo Yo! I’m forever paid, more gators than Everglades Tailor made, car spinnin, you see every wave My jealous lace, vanilla rafe Cut the penthouse, Central Park west, Costello’s place Yea, that’s hella cake, I’m hella up Gold yellow dub, hind the 7 like mellow dunks Yes, firin a weapon, you better duck Sittin poolside in a mink tank and leather trunks Just cus, fuckin just does 3 quarter furs unbutton for just hugs Show the Cuban links like it’s nothing, we just thugs
Number one, I used to be pumpin with just dubs Runnin with just drugs, Mary and Jonesy Can checkers respect us cus we carryin nosy Tired of spittin on records how I’m better than those men Smoke cigars with plackers like I’m next for the chosin 2M just on a wristwatch Where I’m from, who them? They get this shit rocked Crumps we do them, that was the brick block Lynch block, loose ends and Charlie crib’s pops Yea, man down for 10th Ave Thomas crowned in a new S, the 6 pound Jewish E just be the charger, mistrial My mind go far when I write like pen pal It’s my turn, if I die the sky burn Pop slum girl from the roof like how I learn
Used to be in school cantaloupe like why I learn? Headshots, blood down yo face like side burn Young walkin targets, set to clip yo apartment Rip the plastic so yo couch shoves on yo carpet Infrared between beds like yo mas me Got my man and valet handling parking And next lamas checks commas Few things that came with that weed, the best bomber Two things remain, that’s respect, honor Spit flames and true name like Jeff Dahmer
(Ace Hood) I’m next level, don’t sweat em I’m mo better, my flow is a trend setter See most you niggas faker than pocket to Coachella I’m king of the south, you king like coretta
With suicide bars, you jokers are Heath Ledger They hear the name Ace, is fearin them 3 letters I’m too clever, you knew better, you do get er Can see the boy never in neckle whomever I’m still focused, my eyes opened, I’m God chosen I’m so reloaded, the city better but I ain’t noticed I’m in a Lotus, you see me rollin, just blowin tottin A 9 mm, can see that you wanna meet it A couple Jesus pieces to keep away from the demons And Shawty suck it slow, when I’m comin just touch the semen And fuck them niggas like Kim, I really mean it I only know it’s murder, you must’ve got amnesia
I’m a beast motherfucker, you read it and weep Still hatin on the truth, I hope you die in yo sleep We the best in my blood, ain’t no sympathy seen Yea you know who the team, you still chasin the dream I’ve been high for a minute like I was wanted for killin Better pay some attention, I go for Elliot Wilson There’s a bomb in yo lobby, sorry you cannot defend it I’ve been tickin and can’t pretend if you like what you hearin Fuck that! See I’m out of my mind, I’m on Columbine I wanna take the spot of the people I idolize Before I ever die I’m the realest, it’s finalized
My niggas go to war, then I’m wit it, I gotta ride Where’s Funk Master Flex? Gon drop the bomb I’m a young legend, give it to em raw Rap game mine, that was for the blogs Me and Vado ridin, yea we tryna kill em all You don’t wanna see a pitbull pissed off Have yo whole town out morning yo loss Snitch niggas get it, dog that should be law Have em catchin bullets like he fuckin Randy Moss Tryna get peace, I don’t even sleep You’ll get the picture on Starvation 3 nigga January 17th ah Motherfucker.
(Ace Hood) See I did this shit for fun nigga Did this shit cus I was bored
Ain’t nothing harder than what we doin nigga Ace motherfuckin Hood bruh Vado, wuddup nigga We the mothafuckin best ah! Cali What’s happenin bruh? Yall hear that motherfuckin beast comin through the headphones, ah? Funk Flex wuddup?
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