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letra de issa vibe - trevor anderson

hook
it’s a f—ing a vibe i ain’t even gotta lie
ever since i was a youngin all i did was try
hope that i don’t loose my circle when i hit that flight
to the sky yeah all my nigggas fly x2

verse 1
n– hating on my verse they might end up in hurse
i’m the typer a n— who don’t worry bout these b— i’m just tryna work
pray to got i never loose f—your b—and hit the deuce
i’m the n– with the juice yeah im the n–with the juice
i got them bands now she talk b— ehrm you better walk b— ehrm i talk the talk ehrm young n– finna ball
got my n-gg-s from the hood popping grammys like we should
i remember days in the hood when we use to hustle for that juice
i don’t really wanna talk about coz a n— might just catchy body funny how these n— talk about me
they be acting like they been about me +3
on a range rover with my n–we don’t talk that much we just double clutch
she don’t wanna put that rubber glove
i don’t think she got the memo bruh x2(ey woah)
hook
it’s a f— vibe i ain’t even gotta lie
ever since i was a youngin all i did was try
hope that i don’t loose my circle when i hit the flight
to the sky
all my n– fly

verse
dim the lights all my n—love the city life
we don’t worry bout you picking flights we just hope that we don’t miss a flight eyyyy
on the road all i do is keep on blessing souls music keeps these b– on they toes i don’t worry bout the other foes
mama told me she gon pray and she does it every day i don’t think you been awake 20 beasting till i fade

dropped out the roof now i’m swerving on you
pray to the lord you don’t mess with crew
if you do that you might end up a fool
f–you b— and she came with her crew huh wait
i am boss yeah wait you run a lost yeah
you can not see through my cost
i might just pull up in porsche
getting money never talk about
coz n– hating on me
i might catch a body
imma k!ll it hit hit hit hit
till she f— craving yeah yeah yeah
hook
it’s a f— vibe i ain’t even gotta lie
ever since i was a youngin all i did was try
hope that i don’t loose my circle when i hit the flight
to the sky
all my n—s fly

- trevor anderson

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