Dem Vibes

[Pre - Hook]
I’m in the studio singing my song
I feel a lot better on that microphone
Yall be real with me
I don’t want no negative energy

[Hook]
If you got that yall should should stay out of my lane
(With Dem Vibes)
Yall don’t come this wa-a-a-ay
(With Dem Vi-i-ibes)
I go crazy, crazy,crazy
(I get crazy with my vibe)
I get wavy, wavy,wavy
(So please don’t kill my vibe)

[Verse 1]
I never call me the best, that means I ain’t being myself
I mean, all those people who think they the best
Man, they all being somebody else
So when you see me better run, I ain’t rapping for the fun
I’m here rapping for the funds
I’m the uno, you know I’m the one
Kappa told me the game was a struggle man, never rest
Try your luck but play it less
I knew that the shots was just one in a million
I settled for swishes and nothing less
And lemme be honest, you’re only acknowledged
Whenever you screw up the grind just a bit
Man ain’t it ironic, you’re only the hottest
Unless with a whole lotta ice on that wrist
I lacked the funding, I lacked the money
Worked till I turned all my sweat into honey
Man I was nothing
Now you wanna be around me when you heard the kid has been buzzing
Notes for you sadly, I ain’t your family
My stars are aligned and you calling me cousin
That ain’t gon happen, All of a sudden you treat me like something
I knew it as a kid, One day I was gonna be the G.O.A.T
So if you’re man enough to bring the beef
Then you suckers take note
There ain’t no thing like a war that’s small cause war is war
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe cause I got more drive than a 4x4

[Pre - Hook]
I’m in the studio singing my song
I feel a lot better on that microphone
Yall be real with me
I don’t want no negative energy

[Hook]
If you got that yall should should stay out of my lane
(With Dem Vibes)
Yall don’t come this wa-a-a-ay
(With Dem Vi-i-ibes)
I go crazy, crazy,crazy
(I get crazy with my vibe)
I get wavy, wavy,wavy
(So please don’t kill my vibe)

[Verse 2]
Dreams chained up; I freed ‘em
The bad vibes coming my way; I kill ‘em, You heard
Word to all the snakes who told me that I’d never make it
Destiny had never called me, It just hit me in the DM, Aye
Niggas jealous of the music in my catalogue
I mean to me it’s just my efforts when I’m feeling bored
I don’t get why they keep bragging ‘bout a pot o’gold
When I got the motherload (Yeah I got the mother load)
I had me a vision for some reason it was funny
Cause it told me that in future I would need a bigger wallet
That made me a prophet, I predicted all my profits
And concluded that the money no longer fit for my pockets
Got me daydreaming ‘bout rocking the jewels and stacking the bills
And knowing the feel of Beverly Hills
While other niggas poppin a pill, they seeking the thrill
Of counting the K’s and counting a mill
Well I had the skills though, but then again
They said I’d never make it though
I told you gon realize that swallowing ya own words
Hurts way more than eating sweet potatoes at ya daddy’s funeral
The past is the past that impact
That the fact that you thought you was the masters
You told me that the sky’s always the limit
When you notice my ambition goes way beyond NASA

[Pre - Hook]
I’m in the studio singing my song
I feel a lot better on that microphone
Yall be real with me
I don’t want no negative energy

[Hook]
If you got that yall should should stay out of my lane
(With Dem Vibes)
Yall don’t come this wa-a-a-ay
(With Dem Vi-i-ibes)
I go crazy, crazy,crazy
(I get crazy with my vibe)
I get wavy, wavy,wavy
(So please don’t kill my vibe)

[Outro]
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