Keen Da Dream - VSOP lyrics

[Hook: Keen Da Dream] V S O P, V S O P I walk around like a bulletproof vest on me (x4) [Verse 1: Alex Dangerfield] I feel Like a young obama, mix with the dalahi lama Cause I hold peace, that lama for you osamas Man, if this life, trust me Im living Making beats in the closet, next to my mama kitchen While people keep b**hing, Im adjusting digits Cause it's levels to this sh**, real n***as feel it You cuff your girl a little closer when you peeped I enter Prolly thought I didn't peep, shouldve thought different Pa** the rock jimmy, d rose return Chi-town, my town, this other cats reserve Sipping wine rolling piles of the finest kush Im just tryna find a chick that kinda shaves her bush, look Im just a fool, who pay attention in school Learn how to flip words in a rhythm so smooth, ooo Snapback preferred fitty, bad boy no diddy Who really f**ing with me, you silly Chi-town own, 42nd and cottage Put you in a sleeping suit for jumping outta ya body We just came to party, and f** a couple of thotties But n***as tripping on molly, or prolly trippin on miley, han Stop it, we poppin, you n***as just garbage stop it Honest we on it, you n***a just garbage really, real sh** [Hook: Keen Da Dream] V S O P, V S O P I walk around like a bulletproof vest on me (x4) [Verse 2: Alex Dangerfield] This that suit and tie sh**, remy on the rocks Take a little break and enjoy the fruits I done cropped Sun zu with the block, light skin no mulat To, fly though off hydro I isoed The maestro, my plateau has now rose Bank rolls, fel**tio, the same goals In the bodego, n***as hatin hoes And hoes get expose, that's how the cycle go Boss moves, smoking l's like cigarettes So militant, diligent,ly k**ing sh** n***as content, but still they wanna preach this That, n***a ya wack step back Get the runnin on the exlax prune juice flow Cause you messing with a n***a that's losing his soul, so Get the moving with your illusion, that you tutorin f** n***a you just loiterin Im ordering my foid card, oh god Smoke ya like a hookah, punta, losah You ain't on nothing, frontin, bluntin b**hes I just hit em, switch em, dismiss em, yes em Flows insane, tame, im bring the pain like kane n***a ya lame up in the game You ain't talkin nothing you might as well switch the plan Back to the drawing boards for you f**its s** it [Hook: Keen Da Dream] V S O P, V S O P I walk around like a bulletproof vest on me (x4)