Victory Lap (feat. Stacy Barthe)

Victory Lap (feat. Stacy Barthe)

Track by Nipsey Hussle


作詞:Nipsey Hussle

作曲:Nipsey Hussle

Whoa, oh-whoa, whoa, ohh
Like the beginning of
"Mean Streets" (ohh)
Like the beginning of
"Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of
"Mean Streets"
I'm prolific, so gifted
I'm the type
that's gon' go get it,
no kiddin'
Breaking down a Swisher
in front of yo buildin'
Sitting on the steps
feeling no feelings
Last night,
it was a cold killin'
You gotta keep the devil
in his hole, nigga
But you know how it go, nigga
I'm front line
every time it's on, nigga
Hunnit proof flow,
run and shoot pro
458 drop, playin'
"Bulletproof Soul"
Every few shows
I just buy some new gold
Circle got smaller,
everybody can't go
Downtown diamond district,
jewelers like "Yo
Hussle holler at me,
I got Cubans for the low"
Flew to Cancun,
smokin' Cubans on the boat
And docked at Tulum
just to smoke, look
Listening to music
at the Mayan Ruins
True devotion
on the bluest ocean, cruisin'
My cultural influence
even rival Lucien
I'm integrated vertically than
y'all niggas blew in
They tell me,
"Hussle dumb it down,
you might confuse 'em"
It's ain't that weirdo rap
ya'll motherfuckers used to
Like the beginning of
"Mean Streets"
I'm an urban legend,
South Central
in a certain section
Can't express
how I curbed detectors
Yes, it's evidence of
a divine presence
Blessings, help me out at times
I seem reckless
Effort, got a L but got an E
for effort, stretch it
Dropped him off
in the Mojave desert
and left him
Ain't no answer to
these trick questions
Money makin' Nip,
straighten out my jewelry
on my bitch dresser
Well known,
flick up and jail pose

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