Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jose A Puente Vargas
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jose A Puente Vargas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kylo
Producer
Lyrics
Me and VRSA overdue like a phone payment
I speak raw, my voice alone could get yo bitch pregnant
Before I run I'll let it ring, that's a full engagement
Goofies beefing on the net just for entertainment
I'ma quarterback the play just like Matthew Stanford
First, we taking care of business, then we party after
We tote 9's like Drew Brees except I ain't a saint
If you ain't solid, you a square, dawg you outta shape
I dead the beat like a father who don't claim his child
Like did he do it or did he not, the accusation's wild
Directors cut, spike Lee, I started taking action
With 50 cents to my name, I felt like Curtis Jackson
Can't shoot for shit, Shaq O'Neal from the free throw
Down bad on money, pawn shop, tv sold
Snitches get stitches, whatever happened to Lilo
Cocaine is America's cup of coffee, shout out Miklo
Picture life after death out of Biggie Smalls Versace glasses
And use Puffy's mug shot just for target practice
Tax collect one time and think you Shia Labeouf
One mistake, you take it up with the higher ups
Picture life after death out of Biggie Smalls Versace glasses
And use Puffy's mug shot just for target practice
Tax collect one time and think you Shia Labeouf
One mistake, you take it up with the higher ups
Say they rockin with the boy, but they hatin how I'm movin tho
I been working like a cubicle
Can't really trust nobody nowadays so I just move alone
Really hate the game, but then again the struggle's beautiful
Motivated to succeed and see my people rise
Fucking up these beats committing murder, except it's legalized
Coming out the Westcoast, influenced by the 90's
Represent my people proudly, I don't take it lightly
Check the resume, I'm really who I'm supposed to be
Focused on my money, I wont let a bitch get close to me
How you tryna profit off my struggle? that's just gross to me
If it wasn't for the clout, you probably wouldn't notice me
Bitch.. man, fuck what they've been talking bout
They can never just be happy for you always talkin down
They think it's easy in my shoes, they couldn't walk a mile
Words mean nothin, see its actions that be talkin loud
Fuck a serpeant, man I can't stand em
They was lackin morals so I split, I had to van damme em
Knocked him out the park, that's a grand slam
I bet you they gon hate it when they see me in a black phantom
See, they was lackin morals to I split, I had to Van Damme em
Bet you they gon hate it when they see me in a black Phantom
Written by: Jose A Puente Vargas


