(A)cid Vicious

[Verse: Rome Streetz]

Ayo, niggas talking this and that you know that my shit's the best

As far as streets I've dealt with everything from tress to crystal meth

Official rep, you fuckin' up, you talk more and listen less

Got reptile style I'll throw a bullet through a lizard flesh

Your shit is disconnect, they hear your shit and they hit eject

They cop my disc and try to find a way to stick it in they neck

God knows I'm a sinner trying to change my ways and live correct

Chasing CNR self heat and I ain't finished yet

The money sweet but the game bitter like Vinaigrette

Got Tom Brady vision I viеw the world through these Finnish spеcs

Since a little nigga all I wanted was a Inner Tech

An Avorex and mad weed to smoke out a bubble Lex

Elevated, all the plans change now I'm more ambitious

Need my 40 acres not blowing all the paper on bitches

Niggas they claiming to be gods but I'm sacrilegious

Cross me and get burnt, backslapped something ridiculous

Couple names on the hitlist but them dudes got whacked

Feel some type of way take it in vain just like it's smack

I'm a Mack, that's a fact nothing fictitious

Hitting bitches with the Sex Pistol like Sid Vicious

For the quid I had em' sniffing mixtures

On the road to perdition we was pitchin', wishin' six figures

Stack up on the table fuck luck I'm able

To hustle for all my bucks and fuckin' make due