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Vultures
   ------Torch

Chorus:
Chorus:
Look at all ‘em diamonds on them posters
The dough set your greed, turn most men to vultures, vultures
And my cold chick, most men she switched
Your close friends drift when dollars ain't making sense! (make sense!)
Gotta stir out the water and then catch the fish
Gotta moan your lawns if you catch my drift
Them cobras know how to hop out the basket so
It's cartel to the mother fucking casket glow.

Better move wise, never lose ties
Never true sides, cause you never know, you never knew them
Roles reversed, you... sense of humor
They're saying you should try be the mind behind the shooter
Always smell the food... never let ‘em join you
That's the quickest way you wanna take out when niggas order
You're fake now! That's the streets
They break down what you make,
now they're all creep like the want beef
so I don't keep you niggas informed
Cause you niggas inform as soon as a few niggas get on
You niggas is porn, all the warrants for the alphabet super bitch
... they can't kill, they send the fans too, but
My circle smaller than a quarter and a...
And I see some many lawyers on the team
I ain't even gotta speak
Shit deep, now my circle like a dime
If you're really in the streets, than you know this ain't the rhyme!

Chorus:
Look at all ‘em diamonds on them posters
The dough set your greed, turn most men to vultures, vultures
And my cold chick, most men she switched
Your close friends drift when dollars ain't making sense! (make sense!)
Gotta stir out the water and then catch the fish
Gotta moan your lawns if you catch my drift
Them cobras know how to hop out the basket so
It's cartel to the mother fucking casket glow.

Looking at the window, momma wondering how they get it
Tears in the eyes, knowing it was piles of the lyrics
Let me decide, why can't it be both?
First class niggas doing bad, so fly
High hopes in the... I gotta...
Or the best weed in the West Coast that I can't wait to smoke
They can't trust niggas in my... to work
Rushing fire right under my designer shirt!
Made a million out a penny where I came from
Made a million in the building when the days comes
I came back for real, I hit the stage form
Perform on a... boy, and them days wrong!
They're waiting like spaghetti
Beans in the bowl, garlic bread so deadly
Will you sit at the table? Better say your prayers
Cause anybody enable, shit, I'm praying on this!
Yes! Fuck niggas know it's homicide
Fuck what you heard, I bring you right before your eyes
Troopers cease the mark of the beast
Flesh to my flesh, move you to mafia...

Chorus:
Look at all ‘em diamonds on them posters
The dough set your greed, turn most men to vultures, vultures
And my cold chick, most men she switched
Your close friends drift when dollars ain't making sense! (make sense!)
Gotta stir out the water and then catch the fish
Gotta moan your lawns if you catch my drift
Them cobras know to hop out the basket so
It's cartel to the mother fucking casket glow.