DJ Mustard - Vato Remix lyrics

I been grinding to get it since I was low Been married to the game like I love her and I D.O I be so focused on Lil' sh** like Hollygrove Ducati flows- God MC that's omni po I'm the n***a that mashed and came out Looking he was a star in this b**h Dead a**- I had to hit them with a coroner kiss Like warring is this The morgue is for the frauds the rich It's more than just clips More magazines than stores in this b**h I'm talking progress they backwards I'm thinking boatses and mansions I'm thinking stocks and expansion They talking pokers and hammers But damnit I got the kind of squad to make a n***a vanish Holding down Baltimore while I get this work here on campus Work it out Cal, you can work it out Show them everything they say they heard about Work it out Cal, you can work it out Show them everything they say they heard about Now I'm everything They said I'd never be Success won't change Cal I'm forever me How Ironic Border line don't believe The one you never saw coming The one you came to see Pay to see This is crazy B God is taking me Even on X-Box live you shouldn't play with me You get Ate up, straight up Get your weight up Like what's a pay cut When your salary self made up For the cheese like nachos Pull up on a n***a pronto Ridin' for the guapo, it's just me and my vato If money ain't the convo, tell me what the hell you call for Catch me in my condo, DoubleUp 'til my heart stops and my eyes close It's just me and my vatos, it's just me and my vatos It's just me and my vatos, it's just me and my vatos In this crazy a** world More beef than a taco How I'm supposed to get through If ain't me and my vatos? Me and my n***as x2 DoubleUp that's Cal plus 3 of my n***as Big brother sh** I want cheese for my n***as Suffered through this college sh** Degree is for my n***as So when I get this food I'ma feed all my n***as Loyalty until I die and leave all my n***as People asking me Why do you rap What's the chances of making it You in college do that But at the end of day God's plan is God's plan When play you spades Don't look at God's hand For the cheese like nachos Pull up on a n***a pronto Ridin' for the guapo, it's just me and my vato If money ain't the convo, tell me what the hell you call for Catch me in my condo, DoubleUp 'til my heart stops and my eyes close It's just me and my vatos, it's just me and my vatos It's just me and my vatos, it's just me and my vatos