Vic Spencer - Rehab Resort Lyrics

Lyrics Rehab Resort - Vic Spencer



Fuck
Yeah
Wish muhfuckas stop pissing me off
Let me the fuck be
I woke up put the spliff to my mouth
It's a lot of people who got they ass kicked for they mouth
I'll knock the fucking lips off your mouth
Now I get why elephants is scared of a mouse
Tried to challenge my bad vibes
Tried to coincide with what I idolize and that was the bad guy
Potato head ass niggas always ordering mad fries
Looking in my face the only time you saw a red eye
Niggas think I'm hating the kids
Knowing if they was asked they wouldn't rate me for shit
Only time I see Your name is when my name is in a bad light
It be niggas like that tryna give me the most advice
Niggas that don't like me should be murdered
Your raps equals a vegan gyro cheeseburger
You hate to see niggas hating on me
Knowing god damn well I been helping muhfuckas careers since 03
And if it wasn't for me niggas wouldn't have nothing
It's insane how Chicago slept on Nothing IS Something
The next Bar gone be my favorite line
Chris $pencer was a waste of time
Muff yo head into a watch now yo ass face the time
If It wasn't for me niggas wouldn't make a dime
I can't take all my love back
If I put you in a wheelchair I'm gonna get you hubcaps
Fuck that, I'm not doing a thing
Bitches sweat you in ya face you still not screwing a thing
Niggas said they was gone get me they not doing a thing
Bitch ass nigga you'll ruin a fling, muhfuckas
Removing my dreams by all means my life ain't keen
You the type to take pics dressed ya as a fiend
I bump fiend first album track 9 baby the streets ain't safe
Somebody stole that CD 4 times straight
Fuck
Fuck
Man you niggas know how niggas used to do it man
Niggas come to ya crib looking in ya muhfucking rap book
Wanna try and steal ya shit man
God damn man give me my shit back
Rappers is dead weight dead skin inside of a cake
Lives is at stake, try if you can't, Fie up a 8th
Ride to the lake, fried til I'm baked, lie to the Jakes
Grind on my bae, 9 on my waist, die where you lay
Rappers is dead weight dead skin inside of a cake
Lives is at stake, try if you can't, Fie up a 8th
Ride to the lake, fried til I'm baked, lie to the Jakes
Grind on my bae, 9 on my waist, die where you lay
Rappers is dead weight dead skin inside of a cake
Lives is at stake, try if you can't, Fie up a 8th
Ride to the lake, fried til I'm baked, lie to the Jakes
Grind on my bae, 9 on my waist, die where you lay
Aye
Shit



Writer(s): Victor Spencer


Vic Spencer - Psychological Cheat Sheet
Album Psychological Cheat Sheet
date of release
28-02-2020




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