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matt reed - vultures lyrics

too close, i just recorded louder
yeah, yeah
as i structure the literature
lecture the listener
picture the finisher (picture the finisher)
stuck in the interim
will they remember him
create a similar (create a similar)
we are not synonyms
verdicts definitive
work off initiative
f–k the incentives
grew too insensitive
they wanna pitch a fit
throw your opinions in (throw your opinions in)
we bought it, i got it
these vultures around me
we in this b-tch (yeah)
too legit we lit (too legit)
perceive it then invent (invent that sh-t)
built a lead off common sense (built a lead off all of that)
prestigious confidence
his g*nius bottomless
to the beat he’s dominant
f-ck the consequence (f-ck the consequence)
do what i gotta man
failures no option
we poppin’ no stoppin’ (we poppin no stoppin)
in love with the toxins
let’s make a concoction and get this sh-t rockin’ (get this sh-t rockin’)
live off the past, like john stockton (john stockton)
they gossip, i plot me
to the profit the pockets i cannot be broke like the promises (like the promises)
play with the profit
it’s off with his head to the coffin (disrespectful)
n-ggas be talkin’ like f-ck all that gossip
you know what you talkin’ bout? (shut the f-ck up)
yeah, bring them choppas out
oh sh-t, look at him he need paramedics now
n-ggas be cappin bout packin’
they catching you lackin and pushin your cap in
bust in the cul-de-sac double back
cack cack cack catch you
before you can even react with ratchet (f-ck)

i’m floating i’m floating i’m floating i’m floating i’m floating away (floating away)
gun to his head (gun to his head)
what’s the code to the safe? (what’s the code to the safe?)
don’t make no false move n-gga that’s your mistake, aye
progress every day, man a young n-gga pray, aye

it seems we only growing older (only growing older)
the worlds a little colder (worlds a little colder)
weight up on my shoulders
still, surviving like a soldier
seems they want me to be over (want me to be over)
surrounded by these vultures
seems they want me to be over (want me to be over)
surrounded by these vultures
no no

yeah, that’s what it is my n-gga
you know what it gotta be
we worship weed like idolatry
tired of consuming
i got my trap booming
man, that was the prophecy
d&cs hug me
i’m gripping mahogany (gripping mahogany)
fake friends sending apologies
for their hypocrisy
pop up man like i got pac in me
pop in this b-tch
taking shots with my rounds
a n-gga bust down the whole pound
20 thou
got her arousal with my head in the clouds
nothings the same, second time i been ’round
man, they stuck in the cycle
i had to hop out
everyone’s the same
slanging dope out a house
life is a b-tch
f-ck her i’m ripping her blouse
we been flipping the mix all the way outta town (all the way outta town)

back at you showing no efforts
i treat a hoe like i’m hugh hefner
pockets got paper
professor
p-ssies feel the pressure
but me i’m so numb with that
gave her that truth
now she coming back wetter
where the check
everyday gotta be thumbing her
vessels in motion
i feel like a running back, yeah
consequences
i’m relentless
put your guard up
no defenses
pro precisions
gotta go to vision
know the witness
know your victim
throw your issues
pose for pictures
social n-ggas
local snitches
gats leave you open
no hope, i hit him
bet in a sec
ima stroke 6 figures
i’m open, i’m stroking
nylon
hot fire no dylon

- matt reed lyrics

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