LA VanGogh - Fuego Flow Pt. 1 lyrics

[Intro] Never let the beat breathe Fuego Still up in the sushi spot eating all the motherf**ing payrolls They know That's Fuego That's Joven Fuuego Fuego flow Tell 'em they don't know [Verse: L.A. VanGogh] Fuego in this b**h pull a muhf**ing fire alarm I got a hot hand, and fire arm, with a barrel so big that it look like it fire arms Cannon mouth closed, you don't wanna see this fire yawn Tired of these parodies Game need a pair of me's Peace Up is the reign tell the driver put the wipers on And I'm tryna get it rolling like it's X in my hand kinda like I'm tryna put a tire on You ain't fitted for this, cap, don't even gotta try it on You just worried bout the wrong things I'm tryna make an album that my family can retire on I'm the new connect Tell these dial up n***as they gone have to wait Called me for 40 keys, and I told him I got 88 Black and white desegregate f** walking on water Little panther just learned how to levitate A phony n***a that's an individual with whom I shall never self-affiliate Get it straight As long as the world still tilts on an axis Ima spit that that'll make a paralyzed man do the cat daddy into a backflip Acrobatics, Afro black sh** Chiropractics, hope somebody got your back cause all these raps is Allen Iverson interviews This is not a game, we talking practice Samurai tactics when I make cuts Dancing on the track, Jabba Wockee in a relay All I need is some head while I'm watching ESPN top 10 replays These cats so street, I'm eway f** d**, war on DEA Crack is wack, but what's wacker is that blacks doing bids like they shopping on eBay Little consciousness, whatever Hold your head to my fellas in the ant farms Life is a test but I pray that I never see the pen like a scantron I could never be PC Voices in my head tell me Mac more I got the flow down like a carpet layer, but your flow always fall through like a Scooby doo trap door Aw naw. My circle shaping up to be actually what we asked for What we gotta act for? I heard you like to hang with a square like a backboard. Mmmm Picture painting pupil pay the piper for a petty paying occupation, pshh, please, player, i ain't that patient Picture putting poverty on a pedestal, pedigree every nation on the planet I'm Triple H'ing I'm from where they gentrified the city making all them bad boys like diddy I'm from where they segregated, closed schools, just to make the city look pretty I be like "f** Rahm" on daily Progressing against oppression we gone make it Grandma say I shouldn't curse so much, but that don't mean I'm not educated Rap game Bonilla-Silva I'm a silverback gorilla when I rap Beast mode, you gone need a cheat code and a deep throat to swallow all your pride when you hear Gizzogh snap Your city ain't cold Shout out Real Talk man that be boy spiffy Shout out Frankiem, shout out to Mellow King Man we 424 like a rookie Ken Griffey Tired of being nice now it's a fuego in ya face Get ya bodied tanned fully With something this mean when I drop on the net, I might get called a cyber bully L.A. VanG-O, so many bars, that I came with CO You ain't heard about me? Ask ya girl, fam, she know Bout that fuego flow, phenomon, fuego Still up the sushi spot eating all the motherf**ing pay rolls