N.S.O.B.

(Ooooooooh ohhh)
After I graduate, I'm not gon go to college
Gotta find my own way, gotta build my knowledge
Tryna find a path to a billion dollars
Taking courses at Harvard, yea lil johnny a scholar
Yea lil johnny a model
He be dripping
Tryna get them racks up, tryna stack that chicken
Yea I gotta take some risks cause I'm on mission
Yea I gotta take some risks cause I want them riches
Miss them days when me and my niggas was chilling right on the block
Philly dangerous right now, you need a fucking Glock
I always keep it a bean, you know I ain't gon lie
And I pray to god, that nun of my niggas die

Nsob, never switch on blood
Run up on me (Uh), you gon feel these slugs (Yea)
Gotta be lowkey (Uh), can't look like a thug (Yea)
Me and my homies (Yea), we came from the mud (Yea)
Ain't no cap in my rap
Ain't no cap in my rap
Ain't no cap in my rap
Come on, let's run up these racks

I just sent Swervo some bread
My mans locked up in feds
Recording this song right now on my bed
All this shit from the top right now, from the head
I can't write songs, it's gon take long
I rather just record this shit right off the dome
In every song I make, I say "You know I'm Vlone"
Because I'm solo, always on my dolo

(Ooooh ohh ohh)
(Ohh ohh ohh)
(Ooooh ohh ohh)
(Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh)
Alright I'm done
I don't even rap for real, this all from the dome
Vlone thug, yea vlone thug uh
I do what I want
(Ooooh johnny on this shit)