We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
Don't trip in my presence
I cannot harp on the past or the future i live in present
Need to get paid by the second
Mama just look how we dressing
I got the sauce got the salad with dressing
I cannot rest while my pops is still stressing
He still telling me find a valid profession
Remember the bday i prayed for a present
Straight from the Car to the mezzanine
I had to triple the numbers myself I can't blame the machine
Still moving militant changed the regime
F*ck all the hype my work ethic supreme
If they don't believe then just show em the team
Tape after tape they gone see what I mean
If they got a problem stop moving discreet
They tip toe round my name like a damn ballerina
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
All we knew was this trafficking f*ck it feel no compassion
I made mistakes and got no passes
No ramadan we was fasting
Now can't fit the stash under the mattresses
Government trying trap us
Porsche 928 I armoured the panels
Tell em i need it with scramblers they trying 2 track us
Got limited choices we still taking chances
Trips to the bank is my new routine
Waiting for wires from overseas no space for you to compete
Custom interior my niche Still putting gas in a leaf
Paper still stacking won't ask for relief
Vintage the cars and the damn Louis V
Might still jump in the latest take off with your freak
Nothing but facts in my speech
Blow money fast like I'm Meech
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
Vico & All Things Hip - Religious Lyrics
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We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
Don't trip in my presence
I cannot harp on the past or the future i live in present
Need to get paid by the second
Mama just look how we dressing
I got the sauce got the salad with dressing
I cannot rest while my pops is still stressing
He still telling me find a valid profession
Remember the bday i prayed for a present
Straight from the Car to the mezzanine
I had to triple the numbers myself I can't blame the machine
Still moving militant changed the regime
F*ck all the hype my work ethic supreme
If they don't believe then just show em the team
Tape after tape they gone see what I mean
If they got a problem stop moving discreet
They tip toe round my name like a damn ballerina
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
All we knew was this trafficking f*ck it feel no compassion
I made mistakes and got no passes
No ramadan we was fasting
Now can't fit the stash under the mattresses
Government trying trap us
Porsche 928 I armoured the panels
Tell em i need it with scramblers they trying 2 track us
Got limited choices we still taking chances
Trips to the bank is my new routine
Waiting for wires from overseas no space for you to compete
Custom interior my niche Still putting gas in a leaf
Paper still stacking won't ask for relief
Vintage the cars and the damn Louis V
Might still jump in the latest take off with your freak
Nothing but facts in my speech
Blow money fast like I'm Meech
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
Don't trip in my presence
I cannot harp on the past or the future i live in present
Need to get paid by the second
Mama just look how we dressing
I got the sauce got the salad with dressing
I cannot rest while my pops is still stressing
He still telling me find a valid profession
Remember the bday i prayed for a present
Straight from the Car to the mezzanine
I had to triple the numbers myself I can't blame the machine
Still moving militant changed the regime
F*ck all the hype my work ethic supreme
If they don't believe then just show em the team
Tape after tape they gone see what I mean
If they got a problem stop moving discreet
They tip toe round my name like a damn ballerina
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
All we knew was this trafficking f*ck it feel no compassion
I made mistakes and got no passes
No ramadan we was fasting
Now can't fit the stash under the mattresses
Government trying trap us
Porsche 928 I armoured the panels
Tell em i need it with scramblers they trying 2 track us
Got limited choices we still taking chances
Trips to the bank is my new routine
Waiting for wires from overseas no space for you to compete
Custom interior my niche Still putting gas in a leaf
Paper still stacking won't ask for relief
Vintage the cars and the damn Louis V
Might still jump in the latest take off with your freak
Nothing but facts in my speech
Blow money fast like I'm Meech
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
We living stacking this paper religious
Came up with nothing we still in the trenches
Don't play with my people
I promise they tripping
I can't afford to be slipping
I see the opps and I know they intentions
Ride with the strap and it came with extension
They seen the come up we still on a mission
Writer: Victor Ibrahim
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