Epsilon the Don - 42 Vibing Lyrics

Sipping on 42 vibing
No jack in the box but I came out poppin
Amiri jeans I don't do the robins
I done ran up the money came a long way from jogging
Time to kick down the door ain't no knocking
They don't know how long I was plotting for this
Had to take a break now I'm back at the shit
And this time I ain't stopping til the Rollie on the wrist
And paparazzi steady watching and they tryna take pics
Interviewers asking questions wanna know about the kid
Like how old were you when you found out you had a gift
Remember car won't fixed so I had to take a Lyft
Broke as a joke
Ain't have no pot to piss in no
Now we getting cream by the boat load
Believed in the vision ohh
Run up a check no Nike
I got the juice right now so they calling me a Hi-c
Spit fire in the booth got my tongue a lil spicy
Pay the cost to be the boss you know the game a lil pricey
Ooohhhh
Why it take so long for the real ones to explode
Hard work will make you grow
You niggas ain't on my level
I done hopped in a demon
Now they think that I rode with the devil
Put the pedal to the metal
All gas no brakes
Money coming in sorta like I won a sweepstakes
You can't walk a mile in these margiellas
I done walked through the storm
I can stand any weather
Get so high I can float like a feather
Niggas stay pressed cause I apply all the pressure

Yeah niggas stay pressed
They aint think I can do this shit but
Im about to prove everybody f*cking wrong
You Digg!
Now hop back in
Hop back in it go like

I can't be mad at nobody
I just learned to stack my bread
Know I hop in the booth and go fed
Nigga want war he dead
Time is money and I can't waste it
2gs in the blunt know a nigga gotta face it
It's time to go all in f*ck standing here waiting
I know my time is coming gotta sit and be patient
What good is a dream if a nigga ain't chasing

If you adding to the wealth you gotta get out the equation
We got mob ties
The shit I'm spitting rn is like history in the making
I can never lie
Shit don't come easy in this life if you want it gotta take it
I ain't seen me a handout lately
Eating good rn mix the steak with the gravy
When you come from nothing it's crazy

Cause I can go on and on and on and on
Big boy toy gotta hop inside the foreign
Double cup in my hand you don't know what I'm pouring
I'm the one to call the shots Epsilon like a warden

You know I keep a tunnel vision need to know what's important
If you in secret competition might as well gon forfeit
Niggas hating bad know they salty like McCormick
F*ck a band I ain't play mess around and get some more chips

Sipping on 42 vibing
No jack in the box but I came out poppin
Amiri jeans I don't do the robins
I done ran up the money came a long way from jogging
Time to kick down the door ain't no knocking
They don't know how long I was plotting for this
Had to take a break now I'm back at the shit
And this time I ain't stopping til the Rollie on the wrist