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V Video (MV)




Performed By: Vinzent
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Vincent Gates




Vinzent - V Lyrics
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Please excuse my ailments
As you well wish
And I'll sell this
Cause I'm hell bent
On owning each line of my free mind
I like behinds it's like rewind
I don't get minds living blindside
Like you won't shit but won't deep dive
Play the B side it's where the heat lies
Live on B side order each line
And I'm deep in wanna depend
Ain't no weak wins
Feel the Heat friends
Cause we coolin'
Why we coolin'
Cause they lookin' and I'm shootin' and I might miss
But I real hit catching blind sides like I'm psychic
But I'm psycho so's my whole crew numero 5 what's your move
Me
I'ma go bake me a cake
Work on the script by the lake
Ayy
Don't call me unless there's a play
I'm on the way f*ck with my time we gon' pay
No
I'm not okay forehand we speak it's a blunt to the face
Blowing my high then a fistful to chase stryker brigade
Medic
Ayy
And I don't give a f*ck how this pain feels
Niggas die on every day but you still here
Bitches now running fade cause you weak dear
And you talking like you just found leap year
Found more time here
Vince took a leap here
Ride or die and the fam wishing death on me
Ride or die ain't a plan going left homie
Grab my hand got a chance but you flex on me
Both survived three words "what's next homie?"
Oh I need to gain more control
I need to save-ith to my soul f*ck am I listening for
F*ck am I listening for
Why am I wasting time on these explanations
To yo death ears
I got work waiting
Think I'm free nigga but it's chains ain't it?
The good nigga placate
All these fake smiles
And these white lies
And these dead hearts
And these zombi minds in the name of what
Have you got the time?
In the claim of what?
Have you read a line?
Are you blindly speaking in master tongue
Know it's built on lines think you speak of none
Say them words have power
What's empowering 'em
Taking ass whoopers they ain't even run
Please excuse my ailments
As you well wish
And I'll sell this
Cause I'm hell bent
On owning each line of my free mind
I like behinds it's like rewind
I don't get minds living blindside
Like you won't shit but won't deep dive
Play the B side it's where the heat lies
Live on B side order each line
Please excuse my ailments
As you well wish
And I'll sell this
Cause I'm hell bent
On owning each line of my free mind
I like behinds it's like rewind
I don't get minds living blindside
Like you won't shit but won't deep dive
Play the B side it's where the heat lies
Live on B side order each line
And I'm deep in wanna depend
Ain't no weak wins
Feel the Heat friends
Cause we coolin'
Why we coolin'
Cause they lookin' and I'm shootin' and I might miss
But I real hit catching blind sides like I'm psychic
But I'm psycho so's my whole crew numero 5 what's your move
Me
I'ma go bake me a cake
Work on the script by the lake
Ayy
Don't call me unless there's a play
I'm on the way f*ck with my time we gon' pay
No
I'm not okay forehand we speak it's a blunt to the face
Blowing my high then a fistful to chase stryker brigade
Medic
Ayy
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Please excuse my ailments
As you well wish
And I'll sell this
Cause I'm hell bent
On owning each line of my free mind
I like behinds it's like rewind
I don't get minds living blindside
Like you won't shit but won't deep dive
Play the B side it's where the heat lies
Live on B side order each line
And I'm deep in wanna depend
Ain't no weak wins
Feel the Heat friends
Cause we coolin'
Why we coolin'
Cause they lookin' and I'm shootin' and I might miss
But I real hit catching blind sides like I'm psychic
But I'm psycho so's my whole crew numero 5 what's your move
Me
I'ma go bake me a cake
Work on the script by the lake
Ayy
Don't call me unless there's a play
I'm on the way f*ck with my time we gon' pay
No
I'm not okay forehand we speak it's a blunt to the face
Blowing my high then a fistful to chase stryker brigade
Medic
Ayy
And I don't give a f*ck how this pain feels
Niggas die on every day but you still here
Bitches now running fade cause you weak dear
And you talking like you just found leap year
Found more time here
Vince took a leap here
Ride or die and the fam wishing death on me
Ride or die ain't a plan going left homie
Grab my hand got a chance but you flex on me
Both survived three words "what's next homie?"
Oh I need to gain more control
I need to save-ith to my soul f*ck am I listening for
F*ck am I listening for
Why am I wasting time on these explanations
To yo death ears
I got work waiting
Think I'm free nigga but it's chains ain't it?
The good nigga placate
All these fake smiles
And these white lies
And these dead hearts
And these zombi minds in the name of what
Have you got the time?
In the claim of what?
Have you read a line?
Are you blindly speaking in master tongue
Know it's built on lines think you speak of none
Say them words have power
What's empowering 'em
Taking ass whoopers they ain't even run
Please excuse my ailments
As you well wish
And I'll sell this
Cause I'm hell bent
On owning each line of my free mind
I like behinds it's like rewind
I don't get minds living blindside
Like you won't shit but won't deep dive
Play the B side it's where the heat lies
Live on B side order each line
Please excuse my ailments
As you well wish
And I'll sell this
Cause I'm hell bent
On owning each line of my free mind
I like behinds it's like rewind
I don't get minds living blindside
Like you won't shit but won't deep dive
Play the B side it's where the heat lies
Live on B side order each line
And I'm deep in wanna depend
Ain't no weak wins
Feel the Heat friends
Cause we coolin'
Why we coolin'
Cause they lookin' and I'm shootin' and I might miss
But I real hit catching blind sides like I'm psychic
But I'm psycho so's my whole crew numero 5 what's your move
Me
I'ma go bake me a cake
Work on the script by the lake
Ayy
Don't call me unless there's a play
I'm on the way f*ck with my time we gon' pay
No
I'm not okay forehand we speak it's a blunt to the face
Blowing my high then a fistful to chase stryker brigade
Medic
Ayy
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