[ VERSE 1 ] Now.. I come from the Oakland town Task force roll and rock, cold cracked down Young brothers my age making dollars so long Drive a brand
you can get some I'ma hit'em with the Lamborghini flow With the speed of a Bugatti (Let's go) I'm from another planet when I spit a verse With the
tossed her Y'all in to wifin', we ??could throw?? wife in Only fuck with bitches that got their liquor license Shot high prices, shook all vices Imfamous nigga, got the game in a vice
I finished I tossed her Y'all into wifin', we don't condone lifin' Only fuck with bitches that, got they liquor license Shop high prices, shook all vices Infamous nigga got the game in a vice
Or at the skating rink We trying to bag some new hoes And if I needed gear you'd let me hold your new clothes And vice-a-versa man But now that life is
in the back of a black Buick, finna black out like February Ay, thats how blacks do it right? I cut off my ears before I hear your advice and vice versa
people relate but they don't understand the words Some people can climb mountains but can't jump curbs And vice verse. I know it's such a nice verse
the cake, my grandmoms had dreams But it seems I couldn't graduate or go to drake It hurts at nights I gots to reimburse the vice Niggaz is worse than
CHORUS [x2]: I aint that nigga?I jus thought I?d let chu kno?when im rollin with a black Fo? Fo??I aint that nigga. VERSE: Naww I aint a gangsta,but
my life Still accomplished, tryin' to fill they cups The rap version of Mandela, call my bluff We still the street dwellers, feel my pain I spit a verse
I Can't Feel My Face Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go Let's go, let's go, haa, i told them Shoutout to Bun B, yeah Verse 1 Yeah, straight up D-Boy,
Yo yo [verse 1- memph] I swear to God I'm addressin all types of shit Tote big guns, with all types of clips See those cars I be in, all types of whips
Nmansand exist?The mirror - 'cause I mist,The world could be the same. Come in for Nomansland, When will the future end? It's just not again. Vers:
NICE GUY how ya doin HE'S A NICE GUY Good to see you HE'S A NICE GUY How ya momma and them [VERSE 1] Mr. Niceguy relationship advice guy Liked on the vices
[Intro] You wanna start with the hook first? You wanna start with the Oh I have no idea what I'm doing I have no idea what I'm doing But.. [Verse 1]
her the choice to follow my move She had her own path she needed to dance A perfect ballerina who could and who can't Not to ask twice that was my vice
