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Boy its vengeance If you fucking with the vision I'm just tryna count these digits And have it on repetition It's not all about the money But if it's there then imma get it Red dot probably spot and drop A nigga fucking with me F*ck em I come from pain and I'm riding with what's his name I hoop with death around the corner They putting shots to your brain And if them niggas hit your basket It's foul play and you in caskets You see my money come grab it That chopper goin' let you have it Nigga Oh shit now the gun start spitting Better look alive before death hop in it Now a whole sides missing And there's no eye witness They hop up in the ride and they break speed limits Now you praying he listens Laying in weakness Body feeling cold and you feel death creeping Battle for your soul as you loved ones grieving Stories that they told are now what you're living Damn Should've just played safe Should've never came to the park in the first place Should've went that way Now you're laying here in a pool with the yellow tape Your friends gotta lay low Cause they got a couple ounces in the back of the 5.0 Oh shit here's 5.0 question everybody but they all say I don't know Boy its vengeance If you fucking with the vision I'm just tryna count these digits And have it on repetition It's not all about the money But if it's there then imma get it Red dot probably spot and drop A nigga fucking with me F*ck em (Chaos) Feel that breathe leaving from your chest You slipping slow but boy don't rest Cause if you cross the other side ain't no coming back to the set Pick you eyes up and fight back kid Homies ready to ride and shit Cause they told the cops they didn't see But know exactly who it is So the cycle begins to spin Cause they feeding into revenge They going paint them niggas in red And then wash their hands of their sins But their souls are never what's cleansed So they'll walk around keeping trends Of taking niggas from they mamas who'll never see them again Freedom That's all they seek Drowned in these streets I can see all sink Cold hearted killers but they fire never freeze With something off the hip that'll make a opp leak Woah Good times never graced us Just a whole lot a drama mixed with hell and some bad luck I wonder where he'll place us But you can't find out now young nigga you gotta wake up woah Boy its vengeance If you fucking with the vision I'm just tryna count these digits And have it on repetition It's not all about the money But if it's there then imma get it Red dot probably spot and drop A nigga fucking with me F*ck em
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