Vial

Verse - Snoop Dogg

Hard times, flat lines

Stay in my lane you see (see)

Boxed in but I boxed out

Niggas don't wanna box with me

Don't bend the cards don't break the rules

Just stay true to this shit

Stay Rope-A-Doping with your top open

In a cool nut from the city of Oakland

Intro - Rick Ross

Huh

Huh

Man it gotta be myself

Cause when you really got your back against the wall

In that dark room all alone all you got is yourself (Mhm)

Ain't nobody gonna come save you this lifetime but yourself

(That's real) I don't give a damn

Verse - Spencer Groves

Oh look I'm back in the pocket

Took a lot to get started

You afraid of thesе articles

Euphrates hasn't charted

But God forbid wе stop and

Just quit cause I'm regarded

As a product of Shady and Scott

And Tupac and Weezy and Compton

NWA in Charleston

It's safe to say that I started

Music in Newlin Gulch

Compare me to Rick Rozay

Don't get me started with singers a different league no ****

Hear me out though, I'm sorry

But nobody listening stop it

That **** drop it

Not even a shot cause God I understand

All the trauma that come when you get a pen

They put you blast that automatic

You're reading the paper their talking bad

A lyrical prodigy get a bag

Or go and do country and get a band

Or go and do pop and then get all bland

Basically I'ma just wait for the day when a Wayne or a Jay

Is right next to my name in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame

But to say that I'm self-made

It just ain't based cause they helped me along the way

From James to J. Stewart, FSC and **** so proud to part of it

But he slipped on the way to project

Martino you lazy you lost it (Damn)

Now how you gone say that I'm selfish

When I hit you on text to get verses

Now to say that it's me and you verses

All the world is just corny and worthless

But to Wyatt just know that your service

Is appreciated cause I'm nervous

But who would be if they had Double G on a new song

God I'm sick it occurred to me

That I can use my ability and wait for the rapture

Or sing to your heart and just capture

Make you believe in afterlife and heaven

Cause God is coming all the faster then you ever could have thought

I brought the Word the mainstream

Don't thank me

I just pray for the day when I see Him He's proud me maybe

Maybe I'll do it get rid of

Everyone looking for spitters

Everyone looking for winners

Gonna get caught in a mintue

Cause I'ma spit like I'm in it

Looking for praise I'ma get it

Looking for pain I'ma send it

Right to your door like a miniature gift

I'ma keep it a limit

Look at you bitching I'm winning

Get on my level I'm finished

Wait for the Drowning then get it

Show me a lyrical pennant

Gotta get busy I mean it

Anticipating a beating

You disappoint me I'm done