Sincerely yours, my nigga
This ain't a freestyle
What's the word? I heard
Vinny been in style
They say I ain't gone make it
'Till the pigs fly
But this music in my heart
That's how I gets by
In the greatest
Of forms
'Cause of the ladies
In dorms
Tellin' me how
I'm the boy
How not to stop
But keep goin'
Most in touch with
Deeper lyricism
But that just ultimately
Get a nigga criticism
Life too short
So live this bitch with no regrets
It's not a sport
If they can't compete with your mindset
So treat yourself
Speak what you felt
Understand your worth
Then gain your wealth, nigga
Learn your lessons
Count your blessings
Never stoop
To less than
If these niggas want my spot,
They gotta take it from me
Gotta cut the grass
When you start to make your money
I got ten toes to the ground
I ain't gone ever fold
Liked mine in 3s at 16
The boy was stone cold
God's gift to world
And of course the women
Forever known, you gone
Recognize my grandchildren
Givin' game on these beats
Where my grammy seats?
They gone give it to the ones
Who ain't even concrete
Imma product of my city
Got the throne nigga
Blowin' smoke and gettin' dome
I feel at home nigga
Put the mic and shit down
You ain't "G" enough
They too scared to take the mound
I'm takin' Jeter cuts
And go, tic-tac-toe
Around your piss-poor wardrobe
Foreclose your closed thoughts
You solely talk in pillow
NVLND ain't gone
Never ease up, yea
I'm with fam', I'm T'd up
Roll the weed up
Remember Sage, she told me
Never change my ways
On my own shit now
I'm seein' better days
F*ck the ice and shit
I'd rather flood her pussy out
It's gone take me 'til I die
For them to hear me out
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Sincerely yours, my nigga
This ain't a freestyle
What's the word? I heard
Vinny been in style
They say I ain't gone make it
'Till the pigs fly
But this music in my heart
That's how I gets by
In the greatest
Of forms
'Cause of the ladies
In dorms
Tellin' me how
I'm the boy
How not to stop
But keep goin'
Most in touch with
Deeper lyricism
But that just ultimately
Get a nigga criticism
Life too short
So live this bitch with no regrets
It's not a sport
If they can't compete with your mindset
So treat yourself
Speak what you felt
Understand your worth
Then gain your wealth, nigga
Learn your lessons
Count your blessings
Never stoop
To less than
If these niggas want my spot,
They gotta take it from me
Gotta cut the grass
When you start to make your money
I got ten toes to the ground
I ain't gone ever fold
Liked mine in 3s at 16
The boy was stone cold
God's gift to world
And of course the women
Forever known, you gone
Recognize my grandchildren
Givin' game on these beats
Where my grammy seats?
They gone give it to the ones
Who ain't even concrete
Imma product of my city
Got the throne nigga
Blowin' smoke and gettin' dome
I feel at home nigga
Put the mic and shit down
You ain't "G" enough
They too scared to take the mound
I'm takin' Jeter cuts
And go, tic-tac-toe
Around your piss-poor wardrobe
Foreclose your closed thoughts
You solely talk in pillow
NVLND ain't gone
Never ease up, yea
I'm with fam', I'm T'd up
Roll the weed up
Remember Sage, she told me
Never change my ways
On my own shit now
I'm seein' better days
F*ck the ice and shit
I'd rather flood her pussy out
It's gone take me 'til I die
For them to hear me out
This ain't a freestyle
What's the word? I heard
Vinny been in style
They say I ain't gone make it
'Till the pigs fly
But this music in my heart
That's how I gets by
In the greatest
Of forms
'Cause of the ladies
In dorms
Tellin' me how
I'm the boy
How not to stop
But keep goin'
Most in touch with
Deeper lyricism
But that just ultimately
Get a nigga criticism
Life too short
So live this bitch with no regrets
It's not a sport
If they can't compete with your mindset
So treat yourself
Speak what you felt
Understand your worth
Then gain your wealth, nigga
Learn your lessons
Count your blessings
Never stoop
To less than
If these niggas want my spot,
They gotta take it from me
Gotta cut the grass
When you start to make your money
I got ten toes to the ground
I ain't gone ever fold
Liked mine in 3s at 16
The boy was stone cold
God's gift to world
And of course the women
Forever known, you gone
Recognize my grandchildren
Givin' game on these beats
Where my grammy seats?
They gone give it to the ones
Who ain't even concrete
Imma product of my city
Got the throne nigga
Blowin' smoke and gettin' dome
I feel at home nigga
Put the mic and shit down
You ain't "G" enough
They too scared to take the mound
I'm takin' Jeter cuts
And go, tic-tac-toe
Around your piss-poor wardrobe
Foreclose your closed thoughts
You solely talk in pillow
NVLND ain't gone
Never ease up, yea
I'm with fam', I'm T'd up
Roll the weed up
Remember Sage, she told me
Never change my ways
On my own shit now
I'm seein' better days
F*ck the ice and shit
I'd rather flood her pussy out
It's gone take me 'til I die
For them to hear me out
Writer: Vinson Alexander
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