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letra de give up the cash - idyie vice

[verse 1: idyie vice]
yo i cop tims and lenses
dreams of them plush benzez, k!llin’ raps it feel stupendous
relentlessly commending me cuz the fire like a million degrees
just continue to burn the trees black belt to the twelfth degree
droppin’ bombs inhusseinly
underestimated now the best rapper being debated
you begun the game, already played, i see you faked it just to see yo self make it
f-ckin’ basic, i swiss cheese these freemasons
was raised not to trip and fall
if i did pop whoop my -ss till i couldn’t crawl
respect to the real rick ross
time for the return of the prodigal boss, staying modest but the flow just floss
the water more deadly then jaws
foreign to losing cuz i never lost
all my remodels dead cuz of some mothaf-ckin’ lead and you ask me why i pack under my bed?
n-gga i trust the feds before i let someone shoot me dead
ugh it’s like we want violence, see the sirens remain silent
sh-t it ain’t gon’ change unless you want it to

[hook x2: idyie vice]
no remorse for the game, slayin’ n-ggas in any lane
telling me you want change but you won’t give up the cash
beware we one of the last, better duck cuz we quick to blast

[verse 2: idyie vice]
i was born by the river, raised by some black tough african figures
taught me the ways of real n-gga, heart is rigor
so no love for these gold diggers
n-ggas get jealous so now i evade k!llers
n-ggas never wanna see another n-gga obtaining currency
so they commit burglary, robbery, to fill the void that’s empty
i mean it’s
quite sad, mothaf-cka’s is never glad
so they take life of young lad’s
my style stay mad
risking life for gucci bags
i swear i’ll never understand
sh-t, i mean yaye told me whites get paid off drug dealers
so be smart n-gga
find better ways to clock figures

[hook x2: idyie vice]

- idyie vice

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