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Correct Vibe Higher Cypher 7 Lyrics
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Correct Vibe Higher Cypher 7
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Pum-Pumbaa, are you nuts? [Verse 1: Snow Tha Product] Why the fuck would I not Talk my shit if I'm that bitch I guess I got it from my mama Get the cash and then I dip And why the fuck would I not Act like I ain't been the shit Like I ain't everything you wanna be you bitch, you fucking wish Look, got a bitch back in her bag, yuh Trippin' off this cash, yuh Bitches wishin' I'd fall off but I'm back up on your ass, yuh Snow about to spaz, yuh I do what you can't, yuh Pulled it off the lot on IG live just for the fans, yuh You was talkin' shit 'cause you can't sit with us These bitches prayin' I fall off and that I give it up But only thing I'm doing's countin' blessings and I'm countin' cash And countin' on my only homies, I can count 'em on one hand yuh [Verse 2: Castro Escobar] And why the fuck would I not Pop a bottle, take your bitch I guess I got it from my pops 'cause he be drinkin' like a fish Yeah why the fuck would I not Represent for what I stand for If there never was a struggle, then there wouldn't be a Castro I been 'bout it, they know who run it Champagne fucked up my stomach Keep throwin' that hate my way, I just keep risin' above it Still servin' them with that raw, oh god I know they love it They tryna take my spot, yeah they pushin' and they keep shovin' I'm lovin' the fact that I still keep my head in the game If you been through the things I been through, you'd probably blow out your brain I was taught to mind my business, I've always stayed in my lane But unfortunately it's a shame that y'all really can't say the same [Verse 3: Jandro] Walk with my head high or I let my nuts hang Only weigh a buck sixty but I still run fades Gotta keep this shit a billi', I'm focused on payin' billies My bitch a baddie and classy and covered up like it's chilly Little hoe, take a knee, fake talk, Colin Kaepernick Fuck this rapper shit, don't need to pop a perc for me to feel the need to slap a bitch Sacrificin' every day for the fam at home that was missin' me Never feel the need to feed off anybody's sympathy So why the fuck would I not lose my temper when they pussy? Get respect like I'm a vet 'cause I stay hungry like a rookie Why the fuck would I not act a motherfuckin' fool? I've got everything to gain and I've got nothin' left to lose Move in silence with my wolves If I'm actin' like an ass, then you get stomped out with the hooves So why would I, uh, instead of why would I not I got my eyes on the prize, they got their eyes on my spot [Bridge] It's Vibe Higher Gotta get like us (like us) Cliqued up, move as one (move as one) Vibe Higher Gotta get like us (like us) Cliqued up, move as one [Verse 4: Snow Tha Product] Why the fuck would I not Hit these motherfuckers where it hurt If every time they subbin' me, I just go harder with that work If every time I get a setback, I just set me up a serve And I just show them why the fuck I been a boss and this my turf And this my reign and this my courage Plus Vibe Higher make 'em nervous How the fuck you hate us so much if we stay up on your search? And why the fuck would I not Piss a dumb bitch off Soon as I'm up off a pill and I'm like fuck it all This my game and this my sport and this my team and this my court And who the fuck is 'bout to tell me otherwise and yes of course And why the fuck would I not Talk my shit if I'm it If I'm uh, if I'm uh, if I'm uh I'm that bitch [Verse 5: Castro Escobar] And I'll still be that spitter comin' straight up outta Texas Hoes be askin' me questions like if I know 'bout where my ex is But my mind is somewhere else Swear to God that I be stressin', even though my mom would say another day, another blessin' 'Cause my dad ain't doing good, my little brother's tryin' to eat I'll be damned if I go back home without that green I'll be damned if I let life knock me off my feet 'Cause my life been a bitch but I keep that bitch on a leash [Verse 6: Jandro] Grew up a fuckin' screwup, I felt like I'm Biggie Fuck the law, the bad wolf couldn't chill with a piggy If she ain't Little Red I ain't fuckin', I'm picky From Albuquerque but I'm not tatted up wearin' Dickies That's my culture, had to throw my own spice in it I'm from the dirt, I does what the fuck I like with it My shirt baggy, jeans ripped, saggy and tight-fitted My bandanna on me, throwin' up no signs with it Why the fuck would I not lose my temper when they pussy? Get respect like I'm a vet 'cause I stay hungry like a rookie Why the fuck would I not act a motherfuckin' fool? I've got everything to gain and I've got nothin' left to lose bitch
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