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Joy Crookes returns after three years with a bass-heavy collaboration featuring Vince Staples, addressing personal drama through confrontational lyrics.
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"Fantoms" is a track by Vince Staples, from the album Stolen Youth, released 20th June 2013. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Vince Staples.
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[Verse 1: Vince Staples] Understand me, nigga, don’t need no Grammys, give us The money you got in your pockets, I feel like taxing, nigga (Give it up, nigga) 'Bout the action, give me a reason, I’ll gladly get it knockin’ Chunky 9 right by my side look like a midget walkin’ Watch the shit that you talkin’, promise it's with me often I gotta stop with the trigger talkin’, I promised momma But I’m rapping my life (I live this shit,) load automatics at night Ops don’t come to the Pop, they know they gettin’ dropped Gettin' on, ‘cause I be getting off in my lane You gettin’ no luck, get a job (Get a job, nigga) I should throw my shows at synagogues, mention me When you mention God, but fuck it, I’m just talkin’ shit to y’all [Chorus: Joey Fatts] Young and gunnin’, niggas stay drummin’ Big tools in your house, said we here for the plumbin' Yeah, the niggas say they wit' it, but the boys frontin' Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’ Fuck, fuck niggas say somethin’ ([?] say somethin’) Fuck niggas say somethin’ (Young and gunnin') Niggas stay drummin Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’ [Verse 2: Vince Staples] Chop a chopper down, they told me never run Unless you hear them copper sounds, I got them copper rounds Gunnin' for them gold plaques A 2014 Benz with the low jack, Pirellis's and the pistol stack Ridin' down Obispo Ave, thinkin' 'bout the bus days Never goin' back to that, checks be coming back-to-back Put you on the front page, have the homies handle that Pro Club hoodie, strapped, socks with the sandals wrapped (Uh) Long Beach legend, Jordan kicked me out If you from the city, that should tell you what I'm really 'bout (Northside, nigga) Skippin' class to get the cash, run ya mouth, I'll kick your ass But I'm just talkin' shit again (Uh) [Chorus: Joey Fatts] Young and gunnin’, niggas stay drummin’ Big tools in your house, said we here for the plumbin' Yeah, the niggas say they wit' it, but the boys frontin' Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’ Fuck, fuck niggas say somethin’ ([?] say somethin’) Fuck niggas say somethin’ (Young and gunnin') Niggas stay drummin Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’
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