Don't Kill My Vibe

I can't let nobody kill my vibe Keep my glock right on my side We been moving hella loads We got lows and we got highs We been buying hella poles Its too much smoke up in the sky Lately I've been on the road I can't let nobody kill my vibe Fourth of July the only time we wasted shots up in the sky Pop a bottle take the top off pour a shot out for my guys This for all the fallen guys I wish I could call them guys Nigga got off on my dog I wish I had saw them guys Remember I had first got da call I remember all them cries F*ck everybody on the other side I be hoping all them die Lately I've been trying to cope my pain Big exotic Shots of reposado don all to my brain Sippin' til I'm nauseous hoping that this bottle come and heal my pain They told me losing your dog was apart of the game Damn I think I hate the game I've been doing this shit for money I hate the fame There was days I won't getting money I finally broke the chain Fast forward days I'm getting plenty of money told them rope the chain You stuck me with all this time you was trying to hope I change I swear we ran it up off the pounds We ain't sold no cocaine We don't need no third party round bou I swear it's strictly gang Niggas already know it's gonna go down Why da hell you mention my name I guess these niggas cut from a different cloth We get it in and we get it off And if you get caught by the law better get a lawyer Boy you better not talk This real life shit this ain't no movie Can't tell nobody what you saw When you riding out here watch how you moving Boy that smell ah get you caught All your friends will get you crossed All your friends will watch you fall When you down bad on your dick All your friends gon' watch you call It was times when I was on my shit I fell down and they watched me crawl Now they can't kill my vibe I'm super lit Sit in the stands and watch me ball I get tired of shit I'm dealing with I get tired of feeling shit Inside my mind I'm killing shit Inside my mind I'm already rich Bitch don't kill my vibe I miss my dogs damn I'm already sick I'll kill for my dogs I get the drop and they ah all be hit I can't let nobody kill my vibe Keep my glock right on my side We been moving hella loads We got lows and we got highs We been buying hella poles Its too much smoke up in the sky Lately I've been on the road I can't let nobody kill my vibe Fourth of July the only time we wasted shots up in the sky Pop a bottle take the top off pour a shot out for my guys This for all the fallen guys I wish I could call them guys Nigga got off on my dog I wish I had saw them guys Remember I had first got da call I remember all them cries F*ck everybody on the other side I be hoping all them die Lately I've been trying to cope my pain Big exotic Shots of reposado don all to my brain Sippin' til I'm nauseous hoping that this bottle come and heal my pain