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Vices Video (MV)




Performed By: Gothreau & Jordon Indigo
Length: 4:17
Written by: Justin Gothreau




Gothreau & Jordon Indigo - Vices Lyrics




I'm a slave to my vices
Lately I don't even check the prices
Quick to read your mind like I'm a psychic
Double cross me and I'm quick to call my sidekick
(She won't like this)
I'm a slave to my vice-e-e-e-s
Slave to my vice-es, Slave to my vice-es

I don't ride no waves, I started a tsunami
Try to hit it raw I might make her a mommy
This ain't fake, solid snake, so Konami
Bluff you out so well, you fold like origami, yeah
Smoke some green then I fly
Don't you come round me cause my teams ride or die
I work that OT cause I need that supply
If you ain't giving me cheese can you please say goodbye

Swear I'm just an east side kid
Got one queen don't need side chicks
Tryna cop my mom a crib
But I-I

I'm a slave to my vices
Lately I don't even check the prices
Quick to read your mind like I'm a psychic
Double cross me and I'm quick to call my sidekick
(She won't like this)
I'm a slave to my vice-e-e-e-s
Slave to my vice-es, Slave to my vice-es

Just give me the money not the fame
I'm in love with the game
I just copped me a chain
Sometimes I drink way too much just to silence my brain
Better give the boy some space or you'll get pressed like novacane
That's not a threat, dawg I'm not tryna fight
I just show up, make a hit, and disappear in the night
If it feels good then let's do it, I don't care if it's right
So just turn off the lights, I think I got too high

Swear I'm just an east side kid
Got one queen don't need side chicks
Tryna cop my mom a crib
But I-I

I'm a slave to my vices
Lately I don't even check the prices
Quick to read your mind like I'm a psychic
Double cross me and I'm quick to call my sidekick
(She won't like this)
I'm a slave to my vice-e-e-e-s
Slave to my vice-es, Slave to my vice-es

We don't conversate like we used to
(Use to, Use to)
I make more mistakes than I use to
(Use to, use to)
I get so afraid I might lose you
(Will I lose you?)
Come to think of it, I might have really used you
(Did I?)
You were there for me when no one else was
You would care for me when I was in the mud
Then I turned my back and said it was enough
Almost left you, who's this monster I've become?

What am I running from?
I'm just a slave to my vices
Tryna make M's from the jump
Just a slave to my vices
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I'm a slave to my vices
Lately I don't even check the prices
Quick to read your mind like I'm a psychic
Double cross me and I'm quick to call my sidekick
(She won't like this)
I'm a slave to my vice-e-e-e-s
Slave to my vice-es, Slave to my vice-es

I don't ride no waves, I started a tsunami
Try to hit it raw I might make her a mommy
This ain't fake, solid snake, so Konami
Bluff you out so well, you fold like origami, yeah
Smoke some green then I fly
Don't you come round me cause my teams ride or die
I work that OT cause I need that supply
If you ain't giving me cheese can you please say goodbye

Swear I'm just an east side kid
Got one queen don't need side chicks
Tryna cop my mom a crib
But I-I

I'm a slave to my vices
Lately I don't even check the prices
Quick to read your mind like I'm a psychic
Double cross me and I'm quick to call my sidekick
(She won't like this)
I'm a slave to my vice-e-e-e-s
Slave to my vice-es, Slave to my vice-es

Just give me the money not the fame
I'm in love with the game
I just copped me a chain
Sometimes I drink way too much just to silence my brain
Better give the boy some space or you'll get pressed like novacane
That's not a threat, dawg I'm not tryna fight
I just show up, make a hit, and disappear in the night
If it feels good then let's do it, I don't care if it's right
So just turn off the lights, I think I got too high

Swear I'm just an east side kid
Got one queen don't need side chicks
Tryna cop my mom a crib
But I-I

I'm a slave to my vices
Lately I don't even check the prices
Quick to read your mind like I'm a psychic
Double cross me and I'm quick to call my sidekick
(She won't like this)
I'm a slave to my vice-e-e-e-s
Slave to my vice-es, Slave to my vice-es

We don't conversate like we used to
(Use to, Use to)
I make more mistakes than I use to
(Use to, use to)
I get so afraid I might lose you
(Will I lose you?)
Come to think of it, I might have really used you
(Did I?)
You were there for me when no one else was
You would care for me when I was in the mud
Then I turned my back and said it was enough
Almost left you, who's this monster I've become?

What am I running from?
I'm just a slave to my vices
Tryna make M's from the jump
Just a slave to my vices
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Writer: Justin Gothreau
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