Dame Grease - Never Thought lyrics

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)