Vic Mensa - Danger lyrics

[Verse 1:] Free man sh** We don't need no cops round here I got my dick in hand cause I know a lot of y'all n***as running scared I got God on my side and I know the devil trying to take a n***a under Really makes me wonder And I'm feeling like the 2nd coming As I f**ed the world for the first time and she love it [Chorus:] I think this life is the only one for me I wouldn't trade it for nothing, unless She was 5'7, pretty waist, coke bottle, basket case You know me I like the danger You know me I like the danger [Verse 2:] I'm on I-95 Double fist tequila when I drink and drive 2016 I gotta get it now Pray to God I'm still alive Put your lighters up Let me take you where I was Southside ain't safe outside Seen a n***a standing on 47th street with a black Glock nine in the sky Put your bangers up, twitch your fingers up, bangers up n***as yelling Game! but n***as ain't tailored up Nah, inked up, I'm tatted up Run up on the studio and Rata-Tat-Tat it up rrrrtt I let all my n***as talk for they self They like to jugg, man they like easy money They like making that sh** hard for they self I just realized I don't f** with y'all I just gotta stack my money tall You know that feeling when you at the bank Tryna quit cigarettes going through withdrawals And you always knew you had what it takes So you feeling like it's time that you take it all Lying through they teeth n***as too fake That's the reason really, really why I hate you all That's how I feel out here, sh** is real out here Young n***as really out here in the field out here, yea What's the deal out here? Trying to turn a couple hundreds to a mil out here, yea And it's still our year n***as say they catching up they still not here I'm looking around like Where the f** y'all at? If you scared better keep your punk a** in the back [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I don't like the way that n***as talking like they bullet proof Until they gotta find out what a bullet do Catch two in your Canada Goose It'll turn a n***a into proof, ooh Shout out to my n***as on 8 Mile Shout out my n***as on Flatbush Shout out to my n***as up in Cape Town Gang-banging, rolling up the ops and the Backwoods Don't get turned into a pack kid You know how to act kid You know where we at yea You know what The Blueprint is Ain't really sh** for me and Jay to lay a n***a flat yea And we build it from the ground man I made the foundation like b**hes with make-up You're flexing your Jacob You're cut like a shape up The city so hot it might dry the whole lake up I need it God, I could ride like a race horse I need a b**h to stay A1 like the steak sauce p**y so good I might stay like my pesos b**h and my gang, I'm the chief like a Halo I go hard in the paint like a DayGlo I tell Aoki he look like Towkio I'm on my new HOV and Nas its a takeover Young boy but I'm an OG like I'm Maco [Chorus]