Aubrey The Menace - Visionary Lyrics

I keep a shooter incase that we ride
I told my brothers let's go out to war
I told my grandma we gotta go hard
I keep me a hundred whenever I walk

Came out from nothing i gotta go smart
Came out from nothing my mama she cried
I told all my niggas this life is job
The more time you work you get paid after all

Vision is clear everything is so smart
Money too long I got guns on the couch
I came from nothing I saw all this dark
I told her we loving this life that we got

Nigga this shit is worth all my life
Knowing the devil might take out my heart
I'm going hard and hard and hard
We came out from nothing we gotta go hard yea

I been getting lotta checks in my jeans yeah yeah
I been popping lotta pills in this bitch yeah yeah
Getting all f*cked up coz we partying all day
Baby it's a drop top I be coming your way

I been running from my demons I been running out of breath
I been trapping really hard got me feeling insane
I been through a lot shit got me feeling this pain
Finna say what's on my mind I picking fights with my brain

Yeah
I'm going so dumb right now
I'm hope that you proud right now
Coz I'm going hard right now

Now everywhere that we gon go
The bitches they say that we hot
Got the mane on me it's a goal
I been feeling alright in the ghost

Then I'm passing my nigga the smoke
When I'm high I don't choke on the smoke
Told my nigga I Jay let's make a toast
Got my niggas like migos on go

Got my demons with me on the road
We steady out chilling like folks
When it rains it pours
I can't sell my soul ohh oh

I keep a shooter incase that we ride
I told my brothers let's go out to war
I told my grandma we gotta go hard
I keep me a hundred whenever I walk

Came out from nothing i gotta go smart
Came out from nothing my mama she cried
I told all my niggas this life is job
The more time you work you get paid after all

I keep a shooter incase that we ride
I told my brothers let's go out to war
I told my grandma we gotta go hard
I keep me a hundred whenever I walk

Came out from nothing i gotta go smart
Came out from nothing my mama she cried
I told all my niggas this life is job
The more time you work you get paid after all

I been getting lotta checks in my jeans yeah yeah
I been popping lotta pills in this bitch yeah yeah
Getting all f*cked up coz we partying all day
Baby it's a drop top I be coming your way

I been running from my demons I been running out of breath
I been trapping really hard got me feeling insane
I been through a lot shit got me feeling this pain
Finna say what's on my mind I picking fights with my brain