Intro [Dame Grease]:
We have (we have)
Some the (some of the)
Exclusive (exclusive)
Hardest (hardest)
Vacant Lot ya'll! (Vacant Lot ya'll)
Yeah (yeah)
It only just because I told ya (I told ya)
Let's go Muh'fackaz (Muh'Fackaz)
Verse 1 [Tony Wink]:
Yo, I 'em payed dues for years, so I'm in to shot game
Even though I got a deal, I still hustle in the rain
f** fame
These cold streetz puffin' through my veins
Like an aids infected baby born addicted to cane
Young n***as comin' up fast, we wantin' the same
Lookin' back on 'em years, like the streetz ain't changed
Ten years in it case still pending im still runnin, im still gunnin at foes and money still coming and half these n***as talking about it ain't did sh** mr. wink the type to buy your block just to raised the rent i live my life tax free dont give a f** about nothing no sympathy for enemies or hoes i donr dug in
So every picture's money I get, I'mma double it
Even if I'd sell a mill, I'd still be bubblin'
I still cop solo, can't trust no man
Except fo lil sniz, meeno, and my n***a half dead
(C'mon) [Yeah] (I have told ya'll!, huh, die slow)
2x Chorus:
Never Thought that it would happen this way
After all this sh** I did, never thought that I'd be rappin' one day
Uh, uh, uh
Verse 2 [Meeno]:
Never Thought I'd have a Benz
Fo' ?V twizzy?, when a dime's on a ?D-Throw?
You know the tinks
Never thought a n***a like me would cheat in the game
Taxfree money, still get a seat in the change
Never Thought of bein' taught, with me deep in the game
On the other side of the town with these weak a** lames
Never wanted to see "Live On Lenox"
Vacant Lot
Foot ya'll n***as, my crew will make it hot
Def to a man that saved alot
We do it all for the love of the kids, love of the block
Wanna start me poppin', love it or not
I've been through alot of Bullsh** and you thought I forgot
Gotta get whut you deserve and I owe you alot
Cause we the ballin' n***as
Hard to fall n***as
Ready when it's time for thoughts, you cored n***as
Sendin' this sh** out to all ya'll n***as
Wanna know whut we about, we ball on n***as
Vacant Lot, 99, f** ya'll
Chorus
Verse 3 [Baby Madison]:
Who would ever thought I woulda switch games
I thought all this crack money I gain
And all the cold nights hustlin' in the rain
Still runnin' from the cops
Game don't stop
Wanna restin' til' they catchin', I'mma had it the game
Back my coke to blast
n***a rubbers' been on my nuts
The free work is on the block
I ain't tryna get knocked
Supplyin' with the light tops with plastic Glocks
I'mma ball til' I drop whether you like it or not
When it's on, so they dump, blamin' on Vacant Lot
We n***as makin' it hot, we about to drop
Talk slick and blow ?droh?, I be blazin' tribes
Watch your mouth and your man ?off? I be diffin' the back
Grimmy n***as lay back, slingin' raps like crack
House full of Platinum Plaques, I did it at last
Dirty money to green cash, to the best throw wacks
And if you can't except it, then n***a respect it
Number One on Billboards, better run and check it
Uh!
2x Chorus
Outro [Dame Grease]:
I never realized life can be so simple, baby (so simple baby)
Haha ha-hah (Haha ha-hah)
We doin' this for the kids (doin' it for the kids)
We doin' this for the love of the block (love of the block)
It's all we got (It's all we got)
Ya know whut I'm sayin' (Ya know whut I'm sayin')
Whut you livin' for (Whut you livin' for)
Cause whut you love (Cause whut you love)
Is whut you hate (is whut you hate)
Ask yourself (Ask yourself)
You can never be like us (You can never be like us)
Respect yourself (Respect yourself)
It's on you to hold it, kid (It's on you to hold it, kid)
f** all ya'll! (f** all ya'll)