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From the East of the Veg (Yuh) O From the East of the Veg Gotta keep it in case And there will never be peace As long as the pig on the street When I'm down I just pick up the beat Like a pimp yea I walk with it I could talk cause I walk it In my bag, in the pocket I'm demanding deposits Uh I'm demanding deposits In the cat not the closet Into racks not to talking I'm interested in racks and investments I done crashed and I'm really just bent On the beat only time that I vent I done think about time that they've spent It's all in my head Yea we all go through it Its time to make a movement Its time to make stand Its time to f*ck these niggas up I do my dance I'm probably up in Tokyo I need the pen I'm popping Got Mac-10's up in the minivan She bobbing Any, any time she hear my jam Many, many, many men And I swear they want to see me dead Yea they could go wish Go ahead and just put it on they Christmas list See if Santa give it to 'em They all so bad it's hard to chose one (Ho, Ho, Ho) (Oh, oh, oh) They really sold they soul And they aint even know (Dam) Right under our nose This shit got me hot this shit got me bent Thats why I'm staying higher than the rent I need that Benz quicker baby give it to me To all my little homies Hold it down for 'em Lil homie get paid Lil homie get pay Lil homie get pay Lil homie getting paid Lil homie get paid Lil homie get paid Lil homie getting paid Lil homie getting pay Lil homie getting paid Lil homie getting paid Tryna claim I'm insane Niggas is fake Bitches is fake Niggas is fake And these niggas is fake Bitches is fake Niggas is fake Bitches is fake Niggas is fake And these bitches is fake Thats why I stay in my lane