Vertino

You know
Life is good, man
Life is good
Yeah
Told you
I told you (I told them you -)
Can't - with me, -
Brrt
Yeah (brrt, brrt)
Look

Seen a fiend find a vein in her ankle to shoot it (ha-ha-ha)
Shot that - in his knee
Like we drainin' some fluid (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Rob a rapper at his own show, took his chain and I threw it (ha)
Stupid
The renegade, you been afraid, shot penetrated my shoulder
Still didn't knock the chip away, my heart only got colder

Yeah, cold as Minnesota in October
Yola in the pot swole up
Stop, hold up (talk to 'em)
They startin' to holler what I sing
They followin' my thing
They gotta acknowledge me as king, nigga (uh-huh)
Nah, this is God level, Ferarr' yellow

Buyin' every switch, burn 'em with the stick like marshmallow (boom, boom, boom, boom)
You 30 somethin' and broke, still drivin' a - car
Talkin' 'bout you out gettin' licks off (ha-ha-ha)
I was so comfy in the hood, I can trap with my kicks off (ah)
Now I'm in that 'Bach, brown interior, call it Biscoff (whoo)
- I'm the big dog
Draw the plays like I'm Coach Kerr holdin' the clipboard (yeah)

I take time out, I got warriors on my bench, Chris Paul
Whenever I'm triggered, my trigger finger itch more (uh-huh)
Reach in my pocket, I can pull hundreds out by the fistful, look (yeah)
Ain't nobody put me on, I think y'all took it wrong
Y'all better go back, do your Google research and look some more
Watch them YouTube vids 'bout the man with them bullet scars
West' and Butch' would tell you

It was the crooked jaw that took us off
Verses was eye popping, we sky rocketed (yeah)
My mind shine like diamonds in one of Westside watches (hahaha)
Went from buyin' 62 grams to goin' pie shoppin'
My shooter on tour with me, he just was on Crime Stoppers (facts)

They still lookin' for him
- Had a brick, gave me two thousand to cook it for him (okay)
'Chine give the go, - hit your top with a bullet for him (ha)
I get big money at will when I'm puttin' letters together
I Wheel of Fortune
I show - love, somehow, I'm still the villain for it
She tryna - a rapper so she can feel important
That's why she tryna be all in my section with liquor pourin'

It's six in the mornin', police at my door
Guns by the bed, money in the floor
Neighbors lookin' at me like, "He sell that raw"
Fiends know it's pure, so they keep comin' for more
And the blood keep callin', time to up that score
One hand scratch the other one, that's just law
Your - lookin' at me like, "He got that raw"
Fiends know it's pure, so they keep comin' for more

My style is minimalistic, plain Jane simplistic
I'm like Ace and Money Mitch, but really on some pimp -
Fallin' off ain't too realistic, - tellin' tales
Could sell you news stories, but this crack still sells
Rule number one, never ghost the clientele (never)
Fiends linin' at my door, they need that - now
Ten Crack Commandments, yo, I knows it too well
This the same dope I'm dishin' out, just on a different scale

Let me break it down if you don't see the vicious steel
You see, I got them hooked on the real
I bossed up and went to Colombia for the deal
Like, - the pop a pill -, this that pure raw they wanna feel
Scarcity in the market, I'm expandin' the margin
And it's only a problem if the product ain't what it's promised
'Cause any competition get demolished
These - know my - hit the hardest, to be honest

Graduated from the school of hard rock with my honors
Started on the block and made it to the top from the bottom
Used to cook it at my grandmama spot, we was starvin'
Right on Vernon, truth be timeless
Block away from Marcy Projects, we was prospects
Gainin' knowledge on the different ways to fill our pockets
Tryna make a profit in order to afford every object we desired
Like, one day I'll retire
But for now, I'll be the main supplier of that - fire

It's six in the mornin', police at my door
Guns by the bed, money in the floor (yeah, ah)
Neighbors lookin' at me like, "He sell that raw"
Fiends know it's pure, so they keep comin' for more
And the blood keep callin', time to up that score
One hand scratch the other one, that's just law
Your - lookin' at me like, "He got that raw"
Fiends know it's pure, so they keep comin' for more