Vagabond Mafia - Fresh Kicks Lyrics

Better come correct when you speak about me dog
Finna' run this set like I'm going for a jog
I don't wanna talk
(Aye)
I don't got a lot
(Aye)
But I promise we gon' finna' take your spot
And set it off
(Yuh)
And thats just how we finna' do it
I get mean on this shit
Vagabond finna' lose it
Y'all agree with me
Shit
Still pushin' off in this 'hooptie'
We just speed on this shit
And we be swerving on pigs
ACAB on the team when we dip
Heebeejeebees
To any enemy who think of me
As another rapping white kid
Its probably true
But I look cool though
In a cardigan
Pardon him
He's off again
Off of his meds
Off with his head
Damn
Don't let that shirt tuck f*cking fool ya
Drop out goon came just to f*cking school ya
No sympathy to y'all f*cking with the crew
Me without grooves is like
A carpenter without his tools
Yuh
Damn
How can y'all withstand
All of the damage
These mother f*ckers
Just un-canned
Unplanned
On command
Yeah you know we riding in the south west
We taking over
Some young niggas on a conquest
Damn
How can y'all withstand
All of the damage
These mother f*ckers
Just un-canned
Unplanned
On command
Yeah you know we riding in the south west
We taking over
Some young niggas on a conquest
Stay the f*ck out my mentions
And keep my name out your mouth
F*ck around and you need a dentist
Biting these bars ain't a route
Gimme the script and I
Flip it
Vagabond back in the kitchen
Whipping up everything that you wish you could do
Got you stewing you didn't
Who want it with us
Im rushin' em bruh
You haters make me sick
Cant even stomach you bums
Tryna get in our way
You know you better stop it
We get obscene on these beats
Ya'll Marry Poppins
You bought a car and a chain
(Aye)
That little chick gave you brain
(Aye)
You at the corner and slang
(Aye)
You ain't a thug you just lame
(Aye)
Little nigga get your bars up
Your kiddy rhymes won't get you far bruh
You the type to read Doctor Seuss
With your legs up eating star crunch
The difference between me and you is
I dont follow
Im taking off and imma blow
Thats why they call me Apollo
Vagabond be the mafia
Aint no stopping' us
Yeah we going up
Keep your two-cents to your self
Because I promise we just don't give a f*ck
Ya'll knew its been a bop
Why be something that you're not
Ya'll knew its been a bop
Don't drown in that wave that you're riding on
Damn
How can y'all withstand
All of the damage
These mother f*ckers
Just un-canned
Unplanned
On command
Yeah you know we riding in the south west
We taking over
Okay
Im back up on my shit
Im honing in on my niche
Throwing jump from the hip
You won't be tipping my pitch
See you swinging for the fences
We all know that you not hitting
Ive been in my bag like every day
I been shoplifting
Vagabond the type to really f*ck up your night
Tommy Gun steal your girl
While Misfit starting a fight
Apollo at the table kicking filthy rhymes off the top
While me and Roach be burning on that loud
And box up your spot
(Aye)
Ya'll be on that bullshit
But it aint me
Yeah
I said they coming for my soul
Well bitch it aint free
(Aye)
We've been on a different wave
But you can't see
(Nah)
You can throw all of that shade
But you can't taint me
Go ahead and hate me
Cause we aint in the same breed
You aint in my lane G
Coming from the
ABQ
Got nothing else left to prove
Loyalty over everything when you part of the crew
(Blahh)
(Alright
Alright
Alright)
My clothes always packed in a suitcase always on the road
Always late
This beat so sweet give me toothaches
All my homies starting new waves
Married to the game toss the bouquet
We ain't ever tripping bout what you say
Shout outs Burque where my crew stay
We the highest five
Y'all is too late
Might just cop another ounce today
Y'all stay the f*ck out the way
VBM the puppet masters
Y'all just Pinocchio lying and playing a game
We wanna do something different and
Something thats never been done
VBM putting time in the booth and
Smoking blunts till we see the sun
Got a lot of reasons to keep doing what I'm doing yo
I been spending late nights working in the studio
My self's the motivation
Gotta keep moving and finding a reason to grow
A reason to go
Do what you want
Not what you told
Setting my goals
We on the way to the goal
We want a spot on the throne
Never settle for a silver medal
Nah
I wanna know
Believe in my self
And telling my self to be better
I know I could be
Thats the type of thing to happen
When you go and mix talent with the dream.
(Yuh)