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inside - vic hampton lyrics

[verse 1]
the cheddar got me jaded enough get faded for what
i’m fresh out i hope it won’t put my faith in a blunt
i’m fresh out of hopeful quotes so i’m making ’em up
hoes f-ck better than money ’til you f-cked out of buck
a closed mouth can’t eat the open ones get the crumbs
where i’m from we been settlin’ bout to start dismembering
flow can’t even settle in i’m switchin’ it up
she catapult that cat to me then i’m d-ckin’ it up
cut that chitter chatter in bringing the thump
you other n-ggas pitter patter all i’m seeing is punks
they mistake me for jehovah like buckets and fedoras
but it’s funny cause a n-gga ain’t prayed in some months
been getting hot and making smoke like a drag of the blunt
tryna set it off with no mask and a gun
gas for the funds them dollars do a lot for a n-gga
when you got it they’ll mask up and pop for a n-gga
r.i.p. and put candles on the block for it n-gga
you love em will them b-tches do a lot for you n-gga?
so i get it for my kin right
tryna get this yen of the scriptures of the windpipe
i might win a little wrong but i win right?
i done took more l’s just to get right
don’t blink twice i see light peace to dark times
but not the grind raised from the grime
i can’t see no finish line like mike in his prime
far from prime but still the sh-t
funny how i’m broke but this income fixed
hate seeing my momma face when that rent come in
i sober til blowing dank make an m come in
still praying for a day to say “i came a long way”
to that dealership in a wraith to make a benz come in
often find myself in the mirror but not cause i’m conceited
just fascinated with wealth and myself
and cause b-tch i need it

[hook]
but i been struggling to pick up the pieces
don’t ask me no questions, don’t ask me my reason
demons been fiending feel like i lost hope
so a n-gga been grieving, a n-gga been dreamin’
it’s been a cold four seasons, lungs still breathing
can’t stop scheming, i breakfast for the evening

[verse 2]
i speak life what you made of
i been thinking for a way of
how to get a dollar with no pay stub
tryna steal the game back like a base run
only silence for the dead or when the jakes come
every since i was young, mind been on the run
for checks and blue faces, hoes in new races
tryna keep em balanced, at least the ones that matter
b-tches say i’m thirsty til i’m sipping from a chalice
then i’m your highness, this ain’t no high sh-t
but you see me going up, b-tch i’m rising
need a calling card when i see the islands
cats crossing paths but we never mind ’em
for those that wanna see me fail, get in line then
this where the line end, god show me where i’m needed
or bless me as i walk through the demons
cause b-tch i need it

- vic hampton lyrics

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