Thelonious Martin - Vintage Vineyard lyrics

[Produced by Thelonious Martin] [Verse 1] Open fireplaces 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 homie's couch I'm from New Orleans, you'll get crept on and Xd out And we like, damn, we was just talking to homie Stretched, EMS threw them covers on him But them children already seen it Three 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 eight-ball corner pocket, drop it [Interlude: The Godfather] 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] Real n***as have died over a b**h's lies 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 'Til then, sunroof top, the doja in the wind Mami, 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. This war stops now