Vee Tha Rula

Vee Tha Rula - Bullshit lyrics

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Feat. Kevin Gates

Wake up every morning for the bank role

Ain’t got it but I can’t go

All about my cheese, my nigga can’t so

Chillins get this money, nigga pay so

Swear I just talk to Cam , sure let’s get it pop it

Nigga with me, someone told him to shot me

The club goin’ up cuz we started from the bottom

All up with my nigga cuz somebody pop the bottom

Gota roll so I’m poppin’, I’mma put on the model

It how they put a party, get the bitches and the ride on

Lil nigga with a forty since a younger made a problem

May have no roll model so how you think will ridin’

Man in the street we racin’, racin’

And nigga be patient, patient

And these others nigga hatin’, hatin’

Cuz the paper I’m chasin’, chasin’

Nigga waal

(Hook)

Life too short for the bullshit, for the bullshit nigga x 4

Life too short for a bullshit,

Life too short x 4

Life too short for a bullshit,

For the bullshit nigga

(Verse)

Sweatin’ for the money like I can’t stop

And some sleepers in ten top nigga

I was hurtin’ and hopin’ that the pain will stop

Thirsty for the world, I feel the rain drop

I know how to rile and how to fuck and bang the balance?

No body sais is easy, man you know this shit is a chalange

And you chopping at the shots and nigga try to build a palace

Smokin’ to Jamaican nigga til my eyes are callas

Yeah I’m smokin’ on jamaican

Drill like, like a ashient

Chasin’ paper like a maser,

Livin’ life that’s amazin’

Nigga waal

And nigga ride dolo

Man I swear the popper try to take a nigga photo

And these niggas won’t beaf x 2

Yeah these nigga cow boy nigga told to mamma

(Hook)

(Verse)

Thirty glove, murder to a clush nigga

With a burner for curneis, for hwo ever hold the feelings

If she wants more money to the ceilin’

Near and jill, near and deal it

Made a killin’ with the killler

Pay and bail it like the paper close

In prison they are all of my dogs

They go to yard, never talk , later take the skills

Homucide real force, we don’t know much more

All the man saw the war, you don’t know remource

All the man saw the war, you don’t know to add

Worst play to get caught

Sleepers as they caught

Stick the ride diches hit ‚em with the dogs

Headlights on the charge, yeah there go the narcs

Superman in disguise, just another cop

Spittin' up a lot of blood when you go to cough

Crime scene, yellow tape, man, there go the chalk

Lime green, last bubble and get it small

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