Curren$y - Vintage Vineyard lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] Uh Open fire places Me and my lady back home from a wine tasting The scene was crazy, millionaires of all shades and trades exchanging jokes Helicopters chopping as we smoke Plotting on a way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down Snipers outside my compound Inside we pow wow been doing this for some time now Andretti most slept on like yo big homies couch I'm from New Orleans you'll get crept on and X'd out And we like damn we was just talking to homie Stretched EMS threw them covers on him But them children already seen it 3 in the morning woke his whole family up with that screaming Visions of hits, n***as dying living in sh** I'm just writing 'bout it, lighting my exotic Call it like 8 ball corner pocket, drop it [Interlude] [Don Corleone:] My wife is crying upstairs. I hear cars coming to the house [Tom Hagen:] I was just about to come up and wake you so that I could tell you [Don Corleone:] But you needed a drink first. And now you've had your drink [Tom Hagen:] They shot Sonny on the causeway. He's dead [Verse 2: Curren$y] Uh Real n***as have died over a b**hes lives I know my brother would ride if ever, but never The corporation grow forever even when I'm gone Play my sh** and light yo bong Life goes on We family I'm there for you, right or wrong? They gon' have to get us all the same way dog [?] sunroof top, the doja in the wind Momma it don't stop you know you tryna get in Dipping up the block with a G like him These is rare events... To live another way doesn't make sense [Outro: The Godfather] [Don Corleone:] I want no inquiries made. I want no acts of vengeance. I want you to arrange a meeting, with the heads of the Five Families..