V. Nova - Intro Lyrics

You just purchased a piece of history nigga
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What I want y'all to do is turn your volume all the way up
I don't care what time it is
If you're in a car roll the windows down and vibe with me
It go
Motherf*cka' I'm back for the first time
But don't get it confused cuz I've been doing my thing since 89
And I'm somewhere around 25 and lyrically I'm so sick I shouldn't be alive
I'm back to make the crime rate high
Nah I'm on some laid-back shit I'm playing wit' y'all
But don't think imma let that bullshit slide
I leave you slumped over in that bullshit ride
I'm in the hoopty cuz if I cop what I wanta' cop
It probably make my whole team hot yeah
So I stash every buck I get
All these fake industry cats could suck my dick
Am I going too far
Well good par that's why I rap so you can hear my heart
F*ck y'all
Villa Nova that God
I'm 'bout to be million bound
I'm 'bout to have the coupe Gucci down
After that imma think you' a groupie clown
Better say what you gotta say to me now, huh
I gotta make my rounds
Better say what you got to say to me now
Look what the f*ck am I cookin' for
Can't a young nigga get money anymore
Post to f*ck up at a mom-and-pop store
Just push that money right through the hole in the wall
All I gotta make is one phone call
By the time I hang up, three goons at your door
I'm just getting started and it's verse classic
I know I'm about to be rich like a first draft pick
I'm a bastard and my pops still alive and well
Cuz I rap like I'm alive in hell
You ain't fire you' a Foreman grill next to a volcano
That stay hot at Turks and Caicos oh
I'm tryna' stack bread by the bundles from the east coast to Rancho Cucamonga
Son Know
I'm humble until you violate nigga
Then I'll lay 21 'pon you
I ain't the type talking shit 'bout what I'm gon' do
With 20 guns up in the crib that I won't shoot
It's the Gooch of the modern day I'm back
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