These are the Vice of my life
Don't talk it out boy let's fight
Show you that I'm not the type
If you from the streets well let's
(Fight)
Don't get your shit swoll
(Fight)
Don't get your shit swoll
Bitch I'm tired of fighting
Let's Have a gun show
I got a big .40 on my hip
Now you see the gun smoke
I had your bitch in the spot I had to punt hoe
Talking about passing your bitch like rondo
Bitch don't play with me I let the gun go
.30 on me
Nigga come around me reckless
I had to act slow but burnt homie
Laughing in his face while I bet him
Yeah it hurts don't it
I'm beating niggas ass I'm not play niggas knock some
These are the Vice of my life
Don't talk it out boy let's fight
Show you that I'm not the type
If you from the streets well let's
(Fight)
Don't get your shit swoll
(Fight)
Don't get your shit swoll
Pistol in your mouth I'm bout to shove it down your throat
We been in your house and we kicking down your door
Taking what we like
Fearing for your life
Money over bitches what you call this bitch your wife
Scammers and them frauds
Damn near living large
Won't walk out your drive way we'll stump you out your yard
They say that they famous we say duck bout who they are
He say he ani't see me he got bullets in his car
These are the Vice of my life
Don't talk it out boy let's fight
Show you that I'm not the type
If you from the streets well let's
(Fight)
Don't get your shit swoll
(Fight)
Don't get your shit swoll