Lyrics What's The Deal? - Veyster

I ain't jump off the porch, bitch, I stepped off it
Ran off with the 10 like I'm playin' for the Dolphins
I ran it up, I ain't havin' no option
Man, I know these niggas mad, I'm poppin
I done touched a lil' cheese, now I see it too often

Tony brought the drank, now a nigga sleepwalkin'
My brodie got a body and he beat it, keep talkin'
I swear I left Wockesha, but the bitch keep callin'
Yeah, I been a baller, but I had no offers
Bitch, get smart with me, I'm finna turn into a scholar

So much sock in the booth
So much wock in the booth, I be forgettin when I'm talkin'
Moonwalkin' on this bitch, feelin' like Mike Jack
You niggas really broke, I don't check the price tag
You said you want a quarter pound, I better see a light stack

You said you want me on your song, if cheese good, I'm a spaz
I said time is money, but these niggas ain't get it
That nigga robbed you, what the fuck, did you
forget it

I be slippin' off the drugs, steady fuckin' up my image
I wanna hit ROE and drop a ticket on a pendant
I want a bad bitch, so I went and got
If Zay cooked it up, it's goin' up, no kizzy
Yeah, I heard your last song, it was wack, good riddance

Bro you ain't finna blow, lil' nigga, keep wishin
I went and got a bag, I'm finna change how I'm livin
Tryna move my mama out, remember ridin' in the Civic
Now the whip I wanna get cost like 250
Slim told me it was up when a nigga dropped riches

Was it really up?
Like bro, I'm chillin'
Laid up in the crib, she tryna rip me out my denim

Spent the blues on the red, I should've played for the pistons
I'm sippin' wock, but I'm prayin' for the act

I'll never go green, I'd rather throw it in the trash
Yeah, he right here with me, RIP my nigga Pat

Wanna get my get-back tell em free
I know some rich niggas, I ain't trippin' bout a bitch
Four deep, eight straps, I'll never be a lick, nigga
In the cut with the strips, yeah, I hit different My bitch chopper got a dick and it hit women
I don't hit bitches, get the neck, then I'm dippin
Rollin' up a fat wood, spend 60 just to hit it

Been a minute since I rapped, bitch, I'm still different
Came all over the cat, I'm a dog with it
I was high as fuck, damn near came all in it
Dog shit on my balmains, dog shit in em'
I got the rips in em'
She was talkin' bout a baby, never leave my kids in her

All you do is lose, been a minute, all you see is L's
I can hit your bitch, but you won't know I can't kiss and tell
You got caught with a P, shit, I wish him well
Screamin' free, all my niggas sittin' in the cell

Yeah, I wish him well, yeah, I wish him well
You got caught with a P, shit, I wish him well
Screamin' free, all my niggas sittin' in the cell

I don't want the pint, unless that shit sealed
Came a long way, I ain't sittin' in the villa
I want a house in the hills, I got a bad lil' bitch
She wanna fuck, what's the deal
I am not finna fuck, I just want the feel