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vinny cha$e - fantasy lyrics

[verse 1: vinny cha$e]
a real n-gga, do what i do to get by
a real director, my phone even got a fisheye
the chick i wanted tatted up she never not workin’
she don’t appreciate the luxuries i rock birkins
me and her together call it a body of work
i’m tatted up a couple millie my body is worth
f-ck a candid roll the money and all of them women
its either one or the other ordinary division
she need a made man i’m the one she made for
made for eachother elevator same floor
you see the game vinny run it like usain bolt
she know what i said she know what she came for
uh, beauty is only skin deep, she compare to my rollie she only fits me
yeah, beauty is only skin deep, she compare to my rollie she only fits me

[verse 2: kid art]
only kings in my circle like leon
were eons away from what these n-ggas try to be on
up up and away i’m superman without the tights, and everything green, is everything i like
kid swag word to everything nice, triple beam thoughts in the middle of the night
little did he know kid ill up on the mic
illmatic with the lens he a rappin that spite
last night, had bottles all gold, soho, rose gold, rollie did it out of spite
and i’m sippin on that, slow mo, low low, brim low, uptown for that poy yo and that rights
baby hop up in that, lets ride get high night time lets shine like these new york city lights

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[verse 3: vinny cha$e]
only time i rock reeboks is if they got pumps
sip lean in my drop top, vinny got drugs
lot of n-ggas look like cheers club, they not us
swag was a crime, give me life i be locked up
see my neck like high beams its all bright
pull up in that benz my neck gold its all ice
f-ck you and whatever your b-tch say
my blunt rolled rollie on i talk big cake
you think you better than vinny you make a mistake
i take a sip of the henny its very risky
hey, i’m the illest of my kind, all my n-ggas gettin this money you just rhyme
you ain’t f-ckin with me don’t pay me no mind, just fine
you wouldn’t believe what they pay me to rhyme, f-ck y’all

[hook]

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