Joe Budden - Vietnam lyrics
rate me[Intro:]
I can only give so much
After that I know it’s time to go!
Only really love your country
I can give so much,
But I know when it’s time to go!
Yeah, yeah, cause I got
So many praying and rain fell
You can’t tell, these people expecting heaven
But never, cause they will stay in hell.
I die hard like Bruce Willis and Samuel
Sipping champagne and party harder than Manziel
Vodka and tonic got me thinking like prophet Muhammad
I'm not an Islamic, I'm a product of copping narcotics,
I'm hot as a comet!
Hoes give me top till they vomit,
Something exotic, Caribbean, Dominican
God, this shit is symbolic!
Pal for performances, bars made of 24 karats
So fuck the currencies!
Huh, niggas know I rule with the rhymes,
Cause I know the off sides with these offence of lines.
Leave them lost in the vines, you’re thinking it’s social media
I’m thinking it’s deep in the jungle with hopes that are leaving ya,
Slitting your throat and bleeding ya,
You ain’t got a chance to leave,
Smoke a nigga wig off,
Leave him just like a cancer, kid.
I know that I’m a little insensitive
Grew up kinda poor, we barely had any cents to live
Now was Peter Lugos, cutting off an expensive rib
Cursing at the bums, cause I ain’t got any sense to give!
They saying that I’m not the one,
I leave him full of clips like the moon blocking the sun
When these goons cocking their guns.
They don’t even see the car,
Roll around ... fatigues like I’m in Vietnam!
Hook:
(I can only give so much)
Yeah, man!
(Acting around you)
Jersey’s hard core
(But I know it’s time
It’s time to go)
Vietnam, I know!
(I can only give so much)
What you’re talking about?
(Acting around you)..
Right here!
Beautiful, look!
I’mma need those fatigues since I’m out here like a bounty
Traded the green jump they gave me when I hit county
Nah, I’m sorry, I need my pilot seat
I said, they’re speaking from the cloud, these are pilot seats.
Probably why these model bitches wanna rap with me
If I can say it publicly, then I’mma say it privately.
.. that wheel, I can spit it, is whatever you want better
Nigga, I’ve got few million in liquid,
Better stuff some for peeling that biscuit.
You always have more to lose, dwag, it’s just a feeling I live with.
This one side bitch, .. if I let us
So don’t call me for whatever, bought that OG and better,
I’m just standing on this hill and they tell me I’ll never meet
The popularity ...
Gotta take mine right now, let it be painful
Cause they’re dreaming what can ever came true
Shooting a hundred from the field, just the path I create
They tell me I can never have it this great.
So even with a million motherfuckers grabbing my legs
Still knock the barrel down, so the craft can escape.
Made believer at the fate, was easier...
For niggas that weren’t sure we would see another day!
Self-employed, so if I’m on and all about myself
Self-deployed, don’t help that boy!
I’m good!
I can only give so much
After that I know it’s time to go!
(It’s simple!
Simple shit!)
I can only give so much to the world.
