The Vibes 3 Lyrics

They gone probably have to

Put this shit in museums and shit

Put this shit in the books

Put this shit in Harvard

Study this shit

Huh

They love to ask me like

Why you ain't make it

And In my city dawg

I feel I'm the greatest

And every nigga from my hood a Probably tell you that

Holy they favorite

I'm Still the wrong nigga that you Should Play with

Said we stuck in the matrix

If you ain't got it

They'll tell you to take it

If you ain't got it

They'll tell you to fake it

Boy Them the rules that we changing

Down to my last

And there was no complaining

Them Circumstances that we wouldn't remain In

We fit to leave how we came in

And that's real as fuck

Said the team winning now

They wanna chill wit us

But This ain't happen over night we had to build it up

It's just me day 1s

They got to deal wit us

Man Get to know the guys

Man This that turn the oven on When it's cold in inside

And Everything I say stamped Notarized

And you already know the vibes

If it ain't forward thinking we can't Socialize facts

And all the violence in my hood

I'm getting calls from Debbie rose Like would you stop it if you could

Cuz she knowing that I would

But I can't

Cuz they screaming fuck the oops Like it's a chant

And them youngings use to play up In my camp

He said Holy I'm a man

And I'm out here

Nigga got to get it how I can

Cuz ain't nobody giving us no Helping hands

And plus we seen you on the gram Holy

Blowing Racks

Throwing all them Bands

So when you see them flashing lights No it ain't coming from a fan

Boy Them the blue and whites

Nigga trust they ain't moving right

That's why its take a life

Or lose ya life

And I ain't tryna lose my life

Said This mentality

Been proving right

Now I ain't saying I won't take yo Advice

But when you leave we gone stay here Holy

plus the oops they don't play fair

Holy

And I done seen my man lay here

Done Watch them boys spray here Holy

This shit happens every day here Holy damn

When you living trhrough the struggle

And you want someone to hug you

Probably tell you that they love you

Ima tell you that I love you Nigga

And Even tho yo daddy in the Bing

I'm a show you everything

Cuz them OGs never put us under Wings

I said Listening king

I need you to know that you king

And The media think we puppets

We ain't living on a string

Boy this is real life

Said cut ya grass so you can tell the Fakes From the real rights

And I done put at least 100k back in My hood

I and talking bout no drugs

I ain't talking bout no guns

All them tourneys I was throwing When I was young

Is you dumb

Nigga please do not compare me to them

Cuz we living it

And everything I'm spitting dawg

It's coming from experience

Period

Heart On my sleeve the way I'm Wearing it period

Look into my eyes

Strictly pain ain't no tear in it

So close yours when you hearing this