paroles de chanson The Heist - MVP

Why they wanna be me,
Nothing bout this easy,
The way I hit the Tec(Tech),
Have these bitches on the PC,
Only wanna talk it,
But never wanna live it,
Never trust a soul,
But just keep 'em at a distance,
If I tell you struggles,
You're really one I trust,
But if you use it 'gainst me,
Imma dead you, that's a must,
Fuck a second chance,
With me you got one,
Not worried bout what you cooking,
Guaranteed you'll be done.

White and saucy, got me feeling like Alfredo,
Working on my craft, but I ain't the one to Play-Doh,
Call me MVP, but mis amigos call Mateo,
No lo posees porque tomas un video,
Y'all fake stunt, let's keep it blunt,
Don't get smoked, tryna play the front,
This light work, y'all can't do,
Them hundreds, got strips blue,
I got the floor seats you in the B-section,
Talk is hella cheap, usually be section,
Somebody ring the bell, class is in session,
Imma school you bitches one time, maybe teach a lesson,
I don't do for the free it's gonna cost a price,
Don't come for me online, it's gonna be on sight,
Jewelry on me brrr, yea I got that ice,
When I rob the crown, world's biggest heist,
Believe yourself, man passion's wealth,
I never folded on some worse shit, Check the cards i'm dealt,
Always blocked out the voices, and just heard myself,
You are great, you can do it, did it for my health,
Nobody really cared, only did when I made it,
Now you think we cool, and somehow we related,
Thinking it was real, well that shit was just plated,
I put in the work, and over time we faded,

Why they wanna be me,
Nothing bout this easy,
The way I hit the Tec,
Have these bitches on the PC,
Only wanna talk it,
But never wanna live it,
Never trust a soul,
But just keep 'em at a distance,
If I tell you struggles,
You're really one I trust,
But if you use it 'gainst me,
Imma dead you, that's a must,
Fuck a second chance,
With me you got one,
Not worried bout what you cooking,
Guaranteed you'll be done.

In my prime, no amazon,
This a game of Black Jack, and i'm king kong,
Imma act a fool, like Lil Jon,
Bouta go out on a spree, cop some St. Laurent,
You can really miss me, all the shit I wear is dripping,
If you want my handle, you gon' have to pay for extra shipping,
The shit I say be sticking, got 'em screaming and they kicking,
Every time that I start spitting, better start the fucking digging,
Put you in the ground and then I follow up with questions,
If I put you on my hit list, I am sorry no exceptions,
They can't compete with me I am out of this dimension,
Gon' be in my fucking mansion looking down at all you peasants,
Stay in my mentions,
I could use the attention,
Fuck you and ya ill intentions,
Imma see you at the finish,
I'm in the winner's circle and i'm collecting all the trophies,
Imma legend in my court, rest in peace to Mr. Kobe,
Imma always bust my ass, call me Buster not the Posey,
Yea you got me Under Pressure, we not talkin' David Bowie,
I'm really on the come up no not the DVD,
I got some guidelines, but ain't the CDC,
Let me spell it out that's MVP,
Word to fifty, i'm a P. I. M. P.

Don't ever doubt yourself, if you dream it, you can do it,
Put those words to action, don't be scared to get into it,
We cope in different ways, I just put it in the music,
I say it for the people who think they by they-self goin' through it,
You are loved, you are special,
Don't listen to the haters they just mad they not on level,
You only lose the battle when you give up and you settle,
Making nasty comments will just leave your life in peril...

Boatload of hittas and I keep 'em docked,
I ain't even keyed and they stay on lock,
If you run up on us we gon' knock your block,
Imma have to Hit 'Em Up, that's word to Pac,
Go with the flow and that shit is corny,
Most you rappers are really just boring,
I'm really a shooter, i'm leader in scoring,
I'm coming for blood, this just the warning...