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Wish You Well Video (MV)




Performed By: Vou$
Length: 2:27
Written by: Ronald Chavous jr




Vou$ - Wish You Well Lyrics




You know it's crazy right
Niggaz don't even care about who won no more
They just wanna know how many points they score

My mom used to tell me follow ya dreams
Be ready for combat look what they did to the King
The image is photoshopped it ain't all what it seems
Gotta be down for whatever just to get to the cream

I ain't switching my position leave that to them dick riders
Low hating niggaz that think that it gets by us
Bag coming in and them niggaz gon act bias
Plotting on the low but them niggaz will never try us

Comfortable walking through the dark I know the robbers
Keep it G even online don't know the bloggers
Really got the green in the field don't know the farmers
Beef bring you back from the dead burry the crosses

Lotta niggaz carrying guns no targets
Many men clip hold 50 no Marcus
Started off fly as shit plane chartered
Now that nigga fresh to death dope coffin
Uh huh

Really thought it was all love when we started off
Hot studio sweat beating like it's Mardi Gras
Downgraded outta range you couldn't make a call
How you forget about the chef I cooked for all y'all

Niggaz steal swag and style I make more of em
Never wear the same thing twice I got four of em
Sell it all in 24hrs I get board wit it
Clear the lane pass you the Rick you couldn't score wit it

I know the difference in f*ck niggaz I peep the cap
Ain't looking for me I ain't hiding he know where I'm at
I drop a address gps it and come wit the gat
Kyrie Irving wit the strap I flatten ya map

It's 4th quarter now I'm up so they starting to press
Ain't playing defense wit theses niggaz I shoot it the best
I'm number one tell them labels to write me my checks
Never lack cause if I do they be feeling you next
Facts

Still laughing at all them niggaz that doubted me
Middle finger up to all the haters no apology
Ugh yea

Still laughing at all them niggaz that doubted me
Middle finger up to all the haters no apology
Ugh yea
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You know it's crazy right
Niggaz don't even care about who won no more
They just wanna know how many points they score

My mom used to tell me follow ya dreams
Be ready for combat look what they did to the King
The image is photoshopped it ain't all what it seems
Gotta be down for whatever just to get to the cream

I ain't switching my position leave that to them dick riders
Low hating niggaz that think that it gets by us
Bag coming in and them niggaz gon act bias
Plotting on the low but them niggaz will never try us

Comfortable walking through the dark I know the robbers
Keep it G even online don't know the bloggers
Really got the green in the field don't know the farmers
Beef bring you back from the dead burry the crosses

Lotta niggaz carrying guns no targets
Many men clip hold 50 no Marcus
Started off fly as shit plane chartered
Now that nigga fresh to death dope coffin
Uh huh

Really thought it was all love when we started off
Hot studio sweat beating like it's Mardi Gras
Downgraded outta range you couldn't make a call
How you forget about the chef I cooked for all y'all

Niggaz steal swag and style I make more of em
Never wear the same thing twice I got four of em
Sell it all in 24hrs I get board wit it
Clear the lane pass you the Rick you couldn't score wit it

I know the difference in f*ck niggaz I peep the cap
Ain't looking for me I ain't hiding he know where I'm at
I drop a address gps it and come wit the gat
Kyrie Irving wit the strap I flatten ya map

It's 4th quarter now I'm up so they starting to press
Ain't playing defense wit theses niggaz I shoot it the best
I'm number one tell them labels to write me my checks
Never lack cause if I do they be feeling you next
Facts

Still laughing at all them niggaz that doubted me
Middle finger up to all the haters no apology
Ugh yea

Still laughing at all them niggaz that doubted me
Middle finger up to all the haters no apology
Ugh yea
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Writer: Ronald Chavous jr
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