young scooter - certified vet lyrics
[intro]
yeah (yung lan on the track)
it’s a must i keep it real, you know
that’s how i came up (pharaoh, why you had to do it to ’em?)
(hundred bands for a kilo, n-gga)
[chorus]
i’m in the studio right now, n-gga, me, by, and pimp
they know that i’ma keep it real until my last breath
i see the police to the right so i’ma bust a left
before you bust that brick open, you better know who else there
because them fake street n-ggas send ’em to your step
they givin’ n-ggas twenty years for that gang you rep
that gang charge in effect, the judge’ll disrespect
been in the streets my whole life, a certified vet
[verse 1]
i never had a nine-to-five or sold a nine for five
for five years they took my license, but i still drive
trafficking four-four, whatever to survive
my lil’ cousin caught a forty, that’s a long ride
i drove to io by myself, yeah, that’s a long drive
i made like forty-five within four hours time
i stayed in over-grind, and now i over-shine
road runner, i done crossed every state line
[pre-chorus]
every day i pray to god, why i run these streets
tryna stay away from the opps ’cause they don’t want me to eat
and i ain’t been back to the hood since the feds did a sweep
the only rapper rap ’bout money, so i motivate me
[chorus]
i’m in the studio right now, n-gga, me, by, and pimp
they know that i’ma keep it real until my last breath
i see the police to the right so i’ma bust a left
before you bust that brick open, you better know who else there
because them fake street n-ggas send ’em to your step
they givin’ n-ggas twenty years for that gang you rep
that gang charge in effect, the judge’ll disrespect
been in the streets my whole life, a certified vet
[verse 2]
i went down to zero and now i’m smarter with money
now i got a couple tickets, i ain’t gon’ f-ck up this money
i went on a l!ck with ticket when i was struggling, hungry
i look at you as a l!ck if i don’t consider you my homie
this the streets and n-ggas feel the same way about me
i’m a beast, you a leech, you tryna triple cross me
you a b, he a c, and i’m just bmg
i told the label i’m writin’ my contract if you wanna sign me
[pre-chorus]
every day i pray to god, why i run these streets
tryna stay away from the opps ’cause they don’t want me to eat
and i ain’t been back to the hood since the feds did a sweep
the only rapper rap ’bout money, so i motivate me
[chorus]
i’m in the studio right now, n-gga, me, by, and pimp
they know that i’ma keep it real until my last breath
i see the police to the right so i’ma bust a left
before you bust that brick open, you better know who else there
because them fake street n-ggas send ’em to your step
they givin’ n-ggas twenty years for that gang you rep
that gang charge in effect, the judge’ll disrespect
been in the streets my whole life, a certified vet
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