Vice City Video (MV)

I just do what I want with these vices on my dome
Hoe what you want you I be grinding for that dough
Who on my phone ain't saved your number leave me lone'
I'm bout my loot I'm bout my funds I go dumb it's my tone x2

I go dumb it's in my tone they hit my line I press decline
I fill my lungs with that smoke I burn another blunt I'm fine
We pouring up here's a toast to another day alive
Do it for my crooks I do it for my folk trying to survive
Since a jitt I learned the ropes I do this music for my soul
Posted with the dirty soda and the homie got yola
They were trapping on the motorola streets was getting colder
I was stacking till it's falling over I don't need to show em'
It's just in my blood from where I'm standing they just looking up to me
F*ck with me I got the juice it's stuck with me
Don't get comfortable when you round me
We get rowdy but when I am all alone I stay plotting
I'm drawing up the blueprint I go dumb I'm ruthless Cisco really do this
Roll up smoke a fatty I don't pass it yeah I know it's petty you pussies sweet like candy
These dutches dirty straight out the package
My lungs get damaged I stay coughing until I'm in a coffin dead and rotten

I just do what I want with these vices on my dome
Hoe what you want you I be grinding for that dough
Who on my phone ain't saved your number leave me lone'
I'm bout my loot I'm bout my funds I go dumb it's my tone

I just do what I want I'm filling up this cup with lean until it runneth over I'm bout my commas
Give a f*ck about if you ain't really know me
Everywhere I'm going yeah the drama follow along with hollow points going all through your skully
I'm a monster they want to put me in a grave way too early
I got to show em I ain't scared
You got to know your territory
Life isn't fair so write another f*cking story
You ain't stuck you're just numb I go dumb this life isn't for you
And that's the principle karma come and go like reciprocals
I just want the money and that's typical
I done been a menace since a baby though
I'm on my worst behavior like a f*cking criminal
I don't need a savior I'm too far gone
I just hope to see my son again he's all I got
All I need is time but I ain't waiting for the clock
I got to get it now I can hear the devil knock

I just do what I want with these vices on my dome
Hoe what you want you I be grinding for that dough
Who on my phone ain't saved your number leave me lone'
I'm bout my loot I'm bout my funds I go dumb it's my tone x2