Nick Pratt - Vices lyrics
rate meI see my niggas having the limos about which one of these bitches
they was gonna pick up
while watching these niggas there's flossing I wanna stick up
violent thoughts and cross my mind often and back as a kid
but as I got older I picked the way niggas dipped up
to black cultural stand this joints in different rested
I really couldn't afford and down to me they want hand
because a nigga I had no brother, a father sister and mother was it
and that designer she just wasn't in the budget
but she, we did the best and we could hittin the Marshals
and..in the mused as I hardly them but ain't sold those
never quite really cube but all the same not revealed
desperately wanted to be running and lost my kids
and all the freshes of gears and social circles I wanted
a young fly nigga that's stunted the most of public f*ck it
'cause when them raps said busted niggas they love it
my rhyme book a state whenever need it I jump it
Hey there, I'ma I'ma need need need need
baby I'ma I'ma need need need
baby I'ma I'ma need
need to smile ohh
Now it's time is goin on rappin just ain't enough
not only is it my release but it came with pain and rush
to do what all they paint for stuff
these emotions in one night
and back in high school I had never taste it one drop
of liquor that is with the shit I had just one shot
and you would have thought was the kind that came from the gun kay
change my whole life for the best and the wort
my highs and my lows and the fuel behind a verse or two
what to do other than endure at least in the alcoholism one tag control
I would go to the liquor the multiple times week
every day a nigga got a home I was having a drink
stressing over life my GPA, my girl,
my lack of money and pocket and presence in the rap world
now I got my degree in stress over most of these things
all the same only changes and niggas smoking weed
just to smile
Hey there, I'ma I'ma need need need need
baby I'ma I'ma need need need
baby I'ma I'ma need
need to smile ohh
