Conductor
Shit like that
You know
Yo
Yo
Yo
You ever felt you couldn't win until you won
You kept going cause you can't win a race if you don't run
Ribs touching gotta hair from your bitch the kid's buggin
I can't be that pops that don't leave his kids nothing
Great Gatsby shit big estate a crib butler
If I don't have no kids I leave it all to my brother
You aint take care of my mother
You know how we hold it down it's Big BSF
And we built this shit up from the ground just like BMF
And we had left just ask TSA, where will I be at next
I hear they rap songs and I'm giving them a three at best
And they don't come around because they really scared to be addressed
My first rap money felt to me like a Adidas check
My second rap bag felt to me like a Nike check
If I am that nice then why ain't nobody sign me yet
Shining real bright why ain't nobody find me yet
Maybe cause I'm still in the time where they design me at
Maybe or maybe I don't got enough visuals
Or I never learned the rituals
Maybe I'm too sensational or educational but that's the way it go
That's just me
That's me man
I don't
My nigga Villa
Conductor ha
We doing shit
We just doing shit
Bitch
Yeah yeah
Chillin' runnin the south side my mind is off Sheffy
Only 17 with a pocket full of fetty
Times is hard and heavy bitch I'm paranoid and anxious
Flashback bad lysergic acid had me shaking in my bed
Woke up fiendin' for it
Lay my head back down wake up do it again
This is the life of a junkie who gon' die before he wakes another
To the face I miss your beautiful embrace but it stings me
Cause life is hard and death is easy
400 days on them beaches
Driving 300 to see Chlo every weekend
One wrong move I could've died what was I thinking
Reasons undisclosed now these hoes want a piece of me
Never get too close stupid bitch I got decency
Love it when I choke her
Poirier guillotine Visine
Julio was killed five days after his 19th
Year on his earth he ain't deserve it but it happened
RIP J I'ma say it till it's backwards
Remember all them pills that we found under the mattress but
What already happened had to happen
Live at the Vic
The Vic
Bitch
Conductor we have a problem
Conductor
Conductor we have a problem
Villa - Vic (feat. Elcamino) Lyrics
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Conductor
Shit like that
You know
Yo
Yo
Yo
You ever felt you couldn't win until you won
You kept going cause you can't win a race if you don't run
Ribs touching gotta hair from your bitch the kid's buggin
I can't be that pops that don't leave his kids nothing
Great Gatsby shit big estate a crib butler
If I don't have no kids I leave it all to my brother
You aint take care of my mother
You know how we hold it down it's Big BSF
And we built this shit up from the ground just like BMF
And we had left just ask TSA, where will I be at next
I hear they rap songs and I'm giving them a three at best
And they don't come around because they really scared to be addressed
My first rap money felt to me like a Adidas check
My second rap bag felt to me like a Nike check
If I am that nice then why ain't nobody sign me yet
Shining real bright why ain't nobody find me yet
Maybe cause I'm still in the time where they design me at
Maybe or maybe I don't got enough visuals
Or I never learned the rituals
Maybe I'm too sensational or educational but that's the way it go
That's just me
That's me man
I don't
My nigga Villa
Conductor ha
We doing shit
We just doing shit
Bitch
Yeah yeah
Chillin' runnin the south side my mind is off Sheffy
Only 17 with a pocket full of fetty
Times is hard and heavy bitch I'm paranoid and anxious
Flashback bad lysergic acid had me shaking in my bed
Woke up fiendin' for it
Lay my head back down wake up do it again
This is the life of a junkie who gon' die before he wakes another
To the face I miss your beautiful embrace but it stings me
Cause life is hard and death is easy
400 days on them beaches
Driving 300 to see Chlo every weekend
One wrong move I could've died what was I thinking
Reasons undisclosed now these hoes want a piece of me
Never get too close stupid bitch I got decency
Love it when I choke her
Poirier guillotine Visine
Julio was killed five days after his 19th
Year on his earth he ain't deserve it but it happened
RIP J I'ma say it till it's backwards
Remember all them pills that we found under the mattress but
What already happened had to happen
Live at the Vic
The Vic
Bitch
Conductor we have a problem
Conductor
Conductor we have a problem
Shit like that
You know
Yo
Yo
Yo
You ever felt you couldn't win until you won
You kept going cause you can't win a race if you don't run
Ribs touching gotta hair from your bitch the kid's buggin
I can't be that pops that don't leave his kids nothing
Great Gatsby shit big estate a crib butler
If I don't have no kids I leave it all to my brother
You aint take care of my mother
You know how we hold it down it's Big BSF
And we built this shit up from the ground just like BMF
And we had left just ask TSA, where will I be at next
I hear they rap songs and I'm giving them a three at best
And they don't come around because they really scared to be addressed
My first rap money felt to me like a Adidas check
My second rap bag felt to me like a Nike check
If I am that nice then why ain't nobody sign me yet
Shining real bright why ain't nobody find me yet
Maybe cause I'm still in the time where they design me at
Maybe or maybe I don't got enough visuals
Or I never learned the rituals
Maybe I'm too sensational or educational but that's the way it go
That's just me
That's me man
I don't
My nigga Villa
Conductor ha
We doing shit
We just doing shit
Bitch
Yeah yeah
Chillin' runnin the south side my mind is off Sheffy
Only 17 with a pocket full of fetty
Times is hard and heavy bitch I'm paranoid and anxious
Flashback bad lysergic acid had me shaking in my bed
Woke up fiendin' for it
Lay my head back down wake up do it again
This is the life of a junkie who gon' die before he wakes another
To the face I miss your beautiful embrace but it stings me
Cause life is hard and death is easy
400 days on them beaches
Driving 300 to see Chlo every weekend
One wrong move I could've died what was I thinking
Reasons undisclosed now these hoes want a piece of me
Never get too close stupid bitch I got decency
Love it when I choke her
Poirier guillotine Visine
Julio was killed five days after his 19th
Year on his earth he ain't deserve it but it happened
RIP J I'ma say it till it's backwards
Remember all them pills that we found under the mattress but
What already happened had to happen
Live at the Vic
The Vic
Bitch
Conductor we have a problem
Conductor
Conductor we have a problem
Writer: Demetrius Jackson, Dylan Cox
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