Hook
Yea we vibing a little
Hoping a little
Tryina get some change so we make it to the middle
Yea we vibing a little
Hoping a little
Tryina get some change so we make it to the middle I KNOW !!!
Verse
A sunny day as I’m walking with my thoughts
I come across a n#gg# deeper in his faults
Tryina gamble all the habits that he fought
But he always lost , every time he threw the dice across
Here’s my speculation: from the looks of it he needs a hit : escaping the reality
Prolly had a job before but couldn’t save the salary
The wage was prolly minimum , ain’t blaming the economy
I’m sure he got a baby too
But he gambling with babies on a daily too
A bunch teens , prolly 14 that’s the naked truth
And one of em is selling weed , like his father too
Now back to story this n#gg# tryina win the dice game
But the kid is too relentless cause he wiping all the small change
Now the homie too impatient, tryina hide the. foul face
He lost it quick , pulled a knife & stabbed him in his heart straight
*police siren*
Hook
Yea we vibing a little
Hoping a little
Tryina get some change so we make it to the middle
Yea we vibing a little
Hoping a little
Tryina get some change so we make it to the middle I KNOW !!!
*Malcom X speaks on black societies*
-beat transition-
*crowd commotion*
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