VADO - The Town lyrics
rate meft. Maino & Llyod Bank
Feds wanna get me on another note
My town kill for me like I’m dead as coke
On the boat, waiting on a tone of dope
Once that thing hit the water, it’ll be on the road
Escobar, Lotty A with me
Flying in soccer teams to play with me
I got a team, they don’t play with me
Bring that money back like it came with me
Waking up in the Veyron
That’s a Bugatti or did I say it wrong?
Raise the payments while Gotti hated paw
If you getting money you got it, you shouldn’t be late at all
Single prick, card of a saint burned
You know guard, make the saints earn
Hard out the pot, paper plates burn
Had to fell hard so I later learned
Oversees accounts, taking out is over
Build the runways just to fly over
I wrote more with my mind sober
If it’s raw, it’s the sound focus
The downtown where niggas be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, nigga, what’s up?
If you gonna get it, what’s up?
What’s up?
The downtown where niggas be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, nigga, what’s up?
If you gonna get it, what’s up?
What’s up?
Money my mission, fresh out the tenements
On the same corners that stole my innocence
I lost all faith, where my religion went?
Young black nails running from Zimmerman
Cocaine whipping as though I made it
Crush Bentleys time again, these niggas hating
In the hood homies gonna tell you that I’m the greatest
Platinum soul, nigga, but still I’m underrated
My tricking getting heavy, my habits is getting crazy
Brown skin stripper with ass …
Holding up these champagne bottles like it’s the 80’s
I’m falling down deep in this life, somebody save me
Living like I was running from time
With my young boys that’s calling each other slime
Stunting on these niggas, but none of them is our kind
No shirts, screaming, our mafia, we gonna shine
The downtown where niggas be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, nigga, what’s up?
If you gonna get it, what’s up?
What’s up?
We give a fuck what’s your area
You pass and pardon any
Anybody get it as long as the numbers start in plenty
You ain’t gonna eat, sleep, follow me while I tuck in corners
Nobody gives his hardest battles to his toughest soldiers
The way of the world weighing over my custom shoulders
Summer time, it’s more ice cream …
Them niggas threw a hex on me, I give that kiss and go
…with the perfect cut, 30’s up in my pitcher pose
We’re hitting exotic candy, can’t get a glimpse of those
Passing through … only family get to get the cold
Only the ones do it right, once is enough
Pockets full of zeros, then the homies I can trust
… a memory of the clique, I hope it was awful for my enemies
I ain’t gonna play for shit, …automatic, attract, kill
… my last deal
The downtown where niggas be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, nigga, what’s up?
If you gonna get it, what’s up?
What’s up?
The downtown where niggas be down down
And guns go paw paw
We running around wild
Yo, nigga, what’s up?
If you gonna get it, what’s up?
What’s up?
