My Pet Vulture (feat. Nems & Illa Ghee)

Chorus

No day time/

All night time/

Wee hours of the dark that's a fine time/

Gotta keep mine/

No sheep lines/

Check the hours on the clock, we on street time/

No day time/

All night time/

Wee hours of the dark that's a fine time/

Gotta keep mine/

No sheep lines/

Check the hours on the clock, we on street time/

I keep a vulture

Franchise Liaison (verse 1)

They say they do it for the culture/

I'm outside side by side just me and my pet vulture/

Ain't no sleeping with the enemy/

They say he robbed me but he walking with you/

It's a Kennedy/

Side eye stealing the resources/

That type of treachery heavily need coffins/

Ain't no need for the mixture, you talking right to the fixture/

You in the field no blitzer, you's a kicker/

We church sermon your block be with the holy ghost/

Eye contact with the strap, your first rodeo/

Touch down on the street/

You hear the traction/

Yeah I ain't your ordinary fashion/

Know this killers been the villians took the breathe of the slums/

They pulled up and kneeled the town/

One dirty ass gun/

Got some chefs in the kitchen get a recipe done/

I war report with no reunions till we eat on the run/

I keep a vulture

Chorus

No day time/

All night time/

Wee hours of the dark that's a fine time/

Gotta keep mine/

No sheep lines/

Check the hours on the clock, we on street time/

No day time/

All night time/

Wee hours of the dark that's a fine time/

Gotta keep mine/

No sheep lines/

Check the hours on the clock, we on street time/

I keep a vulture

Nems (verse 2)

They say they do it for the culture/

Well me I do it for your bread/

Run down on you with the toaster/

Its fuck your lyfe when I approach ya, ghost ya/

The boardwalk boys live from the roller coasters/

And me I'm the mayor of this shit/

Ya bitch see me and starts playing with her shit/

I move hats and hoodies made a little grip/

Now they come out the woodworks hating like a bitch/

It don't matter/

Cause I'm nothing to be fucked with/

Success made me the big homie to people I came up with/

All I see is smiles and handshakes in public/

That's why I tell em fuck you and suck dick/

With covid on the tippy/

You ain't even like that I know that you a pussy my man/

They took your chain and sold it to a bookie/

I book your brain promoters wanna book me

Illa Ghee (verse 3)

King vulture/

My wing span swing over lands/

And land right in the middle of a traffic jam, clap you fam/

Gun burst head first like a ram/

One in each hand, you six feet in the sand/

I'm the link still thinking with a chain of command/

Take a chain on command the commander of gang land/

My fang show wolf street reach of a vulture/

Crime rhyme culture that a creep like a cobra/

It's on till it's over, I'm rich up in disclosure/

Flow coca-cola and born within ebola/

I fuck friends wives side bitches and cougars/

At the bus stop shooting at a cop in a uber/

Illa Lex Luthor I'm the tutor of a ruger/

Ruff a little smoother and bodyslam your future/

The face of a shooter better pay your respect/

I can break your life down while I'm breaking your neck/