Vince Staples - Vince Staples Album Lyrics

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ARE YOU WITH THAT?

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Ayy)

City goin' up (up), so you better bust
Finna see who really one of us
Really spillin' blood (cuz)
Everybody tough 'til they gotta go and see the judge
Nigga better hush (hush)
Remember growin' up, all I wanted was to be a thug
Wanted me a plug (plug) to get a lil' bread
Shoot a couple niggas in the head
Still outside (outside), I don't hide
From this shit for life
Had to fight (I swear) for my life
Took them hits in stride (I swear)
If I die (die) for the guys
Have my candlelight goin' up (up) like the club
After that, go slide (slide)

Are you with that? I won't get back
I'm gon' hop out and crack
Are you with that? (Yeah) I want big racks (yeah)
I'm gon' flock, I'm gon' stack (huh?)
Are you with that? (Ayy) won't forget that (ayy)
Shit I saw in my past (yeah)
Are you with that (yeah) like I'm with that?
Hope you watchin' your back

(Hope you watchin' your back)
(Hope you watchin' your back) yeah
(Hope you watchin' your back) yeah

Whenever I miss those days
Visit my Crips that lay
Under the ground, runnin' around (yeah)
We was them kids that played (dead homies)
All in the street, followin' leads
Of niggas who lost they ways (dead homies)
Some of them outside still (still)
Some of them inside graves
I'm a real beach boy (I'm a real beach boy)
Come ride my wave
Left me with a either-or
Fill these voids or fill my bank (ayy, ayy)
Blue strips only, you switched on me
Mama told me 'bout you snakes
Keep my shit off safety (yeah)
You know you can never be too safe (you know it)

Are you with that? I won't get back
I'm gon' hop out and crack (ayy, yeah)
Are you with that? I want big racks (with that)
I'm gon' flock, I'm gon' stack (with that)
Are you with that? Won't forget that (with that)
Shit I saw in my past (with that)
Are you with that like I'm with that? (Ayy)
Hope you watching your back (yeah)

Cars screech, I'll be gone
(Hope you watchin' your back)
Watch my back 'cause they gon' run 'em how they come
(Hope you watchin' your back) yeah
Get your block up, get back
Pump first, best not miss that
Tell me if you with that, mmh

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LAW OF AVERAGES

F*ck a bitch, I don't trust no bitch with my government (yeah)
F*ck a friend, I don't want no friends with no open hands (f*ck 'em)
Count my bands, all alone at home, don't you call my phone (f*ck 'em)
Everyone that I've ever known asked me for a loan (yeah)
Leave me 'lone, .44 Stallone, get a nigga gone (yeah)
Raging bull, this not Paid In Full but I kill my own (f*ck 'em)
Yes I love you 'cause you black, but don't love yo' ass like that (nah)
I will put you on a shirt if you f*ck me out my racks (dead homies)

Cherry Ave, Downey Ave, ho you average (hey)
Louis bag, Gucci bag, you got baggage (bitch)
I will never give my money to a bad bitch (never ever)
I will never give my money to a bad bitch (forever never, forever never)
Dairy Ave, Locust Ave, ho you average (bitch)
Birkin bag, Chloe bag, you got baggage (yeah)
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic (I will never, never ever)
(Ever, ever)
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic (ever, ever, ever, ever
(Never, ever, ay)

AMG's & SMG's, I'm into that shit, ay (dead homies)
Wasn't what he thought, we caught him like a catfish, ay (dead homies)
Niggas fallin' out and screaming like they Baptist, ay (dead homies)
Only love her if she ratchet aye, if that ass sit, ay (yeah, yeah, ay)
Got a squabble now he Cassius Clay (Clay)
But I'm Hurricane Carter, you know I'm gon' catch a case (free the homies, nigga)
But Lil Wayne Carter what I call my .38 (fireman)
Kiss yo' baby in the face if you play with where I stay, babe (kill yo' kids, nigga)

Cherry Ave, Downey Ave, ho you average (Cherry Ave shit)
Louis bag, Gucci bag, you got baggage (Downey Ave shit)
I will never give my money to a bad bitch (nah)
I will never give my money to a bad bitch (ever, ever, ever, ever)
Dairy Ave, Locust Ave, ho you average (yeah, Locust Ave shit)
Birkin bag, Chloe bag, you got baggage (you got bagged bitch)
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic (never ever)
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic, yeah (ever, ever)

F*ck a bitch, I don't trust no bitch with my government
Yeah

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SUNDOWN TOWN

Yeah (wish that I could have it all)
Yeah, yeah
(Ay, where you're from, where you're from)
('Cause that's what you've done to me)

(Dancing around)
(And moving across the room)
(Dancing around)
(Let's move all across the room)

Yeah, I could die tonight, so today I'm finna go get paid
I'm the violent type so don't play 'less you want yo' grave
We was in the hood, rent was late, ain't have section 8
Had a.38 in the 8th, moved on 68th
Then they put us out, we was sleeping on my auntie couch
Then she put us out, stomach growling, stealing from the Ralph's
If I pull it out I'ma send a nigga to the clouds
Watch them bullets bounce
Fell in love with guns, I love the sound, yeah

From the sun up 'til the sun is down, yeah
Tryna run it up, I'm running wild, yeah
From the sun up 'til the sun is down, yeah
Tryna run it up, I'm running wild, yeah

I don't fear no man, only Allah got the upper hand
Lost too many friends to the down the streets, I can't pretend
That I'll make amends, I know that the blood gon' spill again
Hanging on them corners same as hanging from a ceiling fan
When I see my fans I'm too paranoid to shake they hands
Clutching on the blam, don't know if you foe or if you fam
I don't gotta plan, I'm just out here thuggin' 'til the end (yeah)
Niggas know I'll never fold or bend, yeah

(Dancing around)
(And moving across the room)
(Dancing around)
(Let's move all across the room)

From the sun up 'til the sun is down, yeah (dancing around)
Tryna run it up, I'm running wild, yeah (and moving across the room)
From the sun up 'til the sun is down, yeah (dancing around)

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THE SHINING

Yeah
65th street, nigga
Park side, Cherry side, all day (yeah)

Don't get murdered (don't slip)
Yeah, lil' niggas out here with no purpose (lil' niggas outside)
Loaded lurking (yeah, lurking, they lurking)
Rather get flipped than go flip burgers (okay)
Cayenne swerving (swerving, yeah)
Niggas ain't built like that in person
City burning (burn it down, can't save it)
Can't be saved with no sermon (hell no)
Still in search of (yeah)
Ain't no N.E.r.d., left some enemies on that curb (uh-huh)
I can not be perturbed (they don't talk)
I live out every word (uh-huh)
I put inside my verse (you know it)
I know my mama proud (you know it)
These haters wanna down me (mama, wassup? You know where I'm at with it)
Please

It's not what you think?
(It ain't that at all, the f*ck?)
I could be gone in a blink, I don't wanna leave (he gone)
Yeah, it's not what you thought
(What you thought this shit was?)
We dying broke or live or with broken hearts (let's go)
Blower with a beam
(Hundred shots, boom)
Shine when I hit the scene (shine)
(Thirty shots, fifteen shots, yeah)
Blower with a beam
(Seven shots, boom)
Shine when I hit the scene (yeah)
(Five shots, two shots, yeah)

Greener grasses (get paid)
Made it out, don't make shit for the masses
When in traffic (still hang)
No, you can't be giving out no passes (hell nah)
F*ck a mansion (you lame)
Asked when I'ma move to Malibu or Calabasas (hell nah, you lame)
I can't never do it, I'm too active, she attractive (huh?)
But she plastic I can't get with that shit (how? Huh?)
She the baddest, but out here doing bad how that happen? (How? Huh?)
Yes, he rapping but, he ain't got no bag
How that happen? (Ain't got no bag on that man)
Yes, I'm cracking but, hard to understand how it happened (yeah)

It's not what you think? (I don't know what to tell you)
(It ain't that at all, the f*ck?)
I could be gone in a blink, I don't wanna leave
(Told y'all this nigga's name great) (he gone)
Yeah, it's not what you thought (shit is fake)
(Thought this shit was?)
We dying broke or live or with broken hearts (let's go)
Blower with a beam
(Hundred shots, boom)
Shine when I hit the scene (shine)
(Thirty shots, fifteen shots, yeah)
Blower with a beam
(Seven shots, boom)
Shine when I hit the scene (yeah)

And I had Kel Tecs, Glocks
Springfields, Tauruses
Colts, all that

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TAKING TRIPS

(Yeah, uh) trippin'
(Yeah) trippin'
(Trippin') trippin'
(Trippin', huh, yeah, yeah) trippin'

Yeah, listen, I ain't going, riding foreign (listen, nah)
Riches, off of touring, call ignoring (yeah)
Missions, miss my brothers, die for colors
Quidditch, catching snitches, do him vicious (yeah)
Living, Like Khadijah, quick to leave her
Just because, like Anita, she in love
But it's leisure, real around the corner bleeder (nah, nah, Northside)
Bounce out on 'em on Artesia, now he got amnesia (ay, where you from Cuz?)

Trippin'
(Yeah) trippin'
(Trippin') trippin'
(Trippin', huh, yeah) trippin'
(Yeah) trippin'
(Yeah, yeah) trippin'
(Ay you trippin', yeah) trippin', yeah
(Trippin') trippin', yeah

I ain't gon' lie (nah), always been the one to cuff (uh-huh)
I ain't gon' lie, sometimes I hit it once and them I'm stuck (aw, yeah)
I ain't gon' lie (nah), no you not the only one
I ain't gon' lie, she only want me 'cause I money touch
I hate July, crime is high, the summer suck (sheesh)
Can't even hit the beach without my heat, it's in my trunks
They ride the tide (yeah), I don't got no one trust
Trust and believe I see the shit that's up your sleeves

Come f*ck with me, we living fast as SRTs, uh (hundred on the dash)
Don't come for me unless GoFundMe what you seek, yeah
They lighting candles on the curb they not diptyques (nah)
My hood impatient so be weary if it's beef (yeah)
Pull up location is the belly of the beast, yeah (ay, pull up)
This shit get deadly, hope you ready to decease, yeah
(Ay, rest in peace, nigga)
It's just you and me (you know it)
Pay me what you owe, this shit ain't free, nah

But I was supposed to go straight home from school
I just couldn't refuse
I knew I was doing the wrong thing
But I guess it was more important to be accepted by the guys
Than anything else

Trippin'
(Yeah) trippin'
(Trippin') trippin'
(Trippin', huh, yeah) trippin'
(Yeah) trippin'
(Yeah, yeah) trippin'
(Ay you trippin', yeah) trippin', yeah
(Trippin') trippin', yeah

Knew that the fellas in the gang weren't the greatest
But I didn't wanna be left out

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THE APPLE & THE TREE

Hey, look here
I done, I done, already see it, like I told Nicole
I said, "Hey, I done got on the witness stand and lied my ass off
So, so your daddy didn't go to jail
For tryna shoot somebody"
I said, and I done, I said
You know, and I ain't even know I had did that
I had forgot I had did it, I was looking for it
And I, I, I, I, had to be kinda out of my mind, but I was angry
You know, sometimes when I got angry I didn't think
So I, I done went over somebody house
I knew the girl, I knew them people in the house and everything
But I'm over there looking for somebody
You know, tryna get a nigga, you know what I mean?
I'm like, "Shit"
And they said, "You don't remember that time
You came over my house, girl, looking for so-and-so?"
We didn't even open up the door
We like, "Damn, she at the door" I ain't, I ain't gon' open it
You know, I'm like damn, I must've been real stupid
But I'm just saying
To the point where I'm tryna make is where I came from
You know what I mean?
You know I was singing in the choir with a gun in my purse
So don't go there with me
Don't tell me what, I don't care what you want, you dead

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TAKE ME HOME

(One, two, three, four)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Three, four, one, two)

I don't wanna die but I will for the cause
Swallowing my pride like them pills y'all be you off
I hate when you high but you hate feeling lost
I hate every time that you ask, "Can we talk?"

Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Fighting for some years now, something's gotta give (forreal)
I don't want a rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
Don't wanna dream 'bout the shit I done did
You know these trips come with baggage, been all cross this atlas
But keep coming back to this place 'cause it trapped us
I preach what I practice, these streets all I've known
And it's no place like home
No place like home (yeah)

Ooh
Take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is sky high (sky high)
They say their two cents, I'm fine
I got no sense I fly like
Ooh ah, ooh ah
Only abide by my rules (yeah)

I'm on PCH going South, blower on the seat
With the windows down, music loud, let 'em hear the beat
When it's quiet out I hear the sound of those who rest in peace
Tryna drown the violence out but let 'em say that they want beef
And we riding out, finding out where them niggas be
If they hanging out lay 'em out airing out the street
Then it's out the way, outta state, please don't tell on me
Don't need no more felonies, all these broken memories

I be solo dolo, never know who working with police
When I hit the set it's loaded, I don't know who envy me
I'm the only one who made it out, you remember me?
Is you a frenemy? You plan on killing me? No?

Ooh
Take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is sky high (sky high)
They say their two cents, I'm fine
I got no sense I fly like
Ooh ah, ooh ah
Only abide by my rules

And I make mistakes sometimes, I
I try
I can't tell you who's an ally
I can't tell you who, who

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LIL FADE

Lil Fade, trippin' get ya whip sprayed (yeah, uh-huh)
Choppa where my bitch stay (air it out)
Shoot shit, pocket fulla blue strips (yeah, blue strips)
Blow it and I'm still paid (dead homies, yeah)
Act out, lucky if you packed out (yeah)
Really what I rap 'bout (let's go)
Find out, know the city mine now (yeah, mine now)
Get some other shit to lie 'bout (weird-ass niggas)

So what's up with it? Tell me if it's up, bitch (up)
Best stay with it, know I can't play with it
So what's up with it? Tell if me it's up, bitch (up)
Can't come with it, then I can't f*ck with it
So what's up with it? Tell me if it's up, bitch (up)
Northside with it, so of course I'm with it
So what's up with it? Tell me if it's up, bitch (up)
Can't be f*cked with (nah)

Wall calls, homies on the four yard (yeah, four yard)
Running up the scorecard
Death threats, I ain't lose a step yet (so what?)
Still hangin' like a Warhol (Warhol)
War time, I was in the backseat (yeah, backseat)
I was on the frontlines (frontlines)
Smoke cuz, he was poppin' hot shit (yeah, smoke cuz)
Now he on a Pro Club (f*ck cuz)

So what's up with it? Tell me if it's up, bitch (up)
Best stay with it, know I can't play with it
So what's up with it? Tell if me it's up, bitch (up)
Can't come with it, then I can't f*ck with it
So what's up with it? Tell me if it's up, bitch (up)
Northside with it, so of course I'm with it
So what's up with it? Tell me if it's up, bitch (up, yeah)
Can't be f*cked with (nah)

You feel me Northside? 65th Street
Free Pac Slimm, free Geno
Free B. Skrap, free Rio (up)
Free Young, Young Fade gon' be out by the time this drop
Free Small Hands
Free Big Yon
Free H.D. (up)
Man, free all the homies, y'all know what it is

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LAKEWOOD MALL

Nigga met this nigga at the McDonalds at Lakewood Mall
This nigga like, randomly like
"Bro I got the blue LX for your .38 Derringer"
Mind you nigga, this a, this a, you feel me?
This the lil' pearl handle, handle thang
In and out, nigga, give it to him
Later on that night, nigga get pulled over
Police thoroughly search the car
On God, nigga woulda got cracked If I woulda kept it
And they never even knew I got rid of the gun
I never told 'em so the whole time they searching
Everybody in the car scared
I forgot to tell 'em like, nigga been gave that shit away
Then, niggas go to this little party, whatever the case
Niggas like, "F*ck it we ain't got nothing to do, we gon' go"
Mind you, niggas ain't had shit to do all day
Niggas been getting robbed and some more shit, it's, it' wild
Vince like, "Nah I'm cool"
Nigga go shake, go home
Later on that night, the homies, they get booked
Two bodies, crazy, allegedly though
Free Ty Bud
Moral of this whole story
Niggas gotta think ahead, which a nigga always have
You gotta separate yourself from bullshit
Can't get wrapped up in it
And once again it's still free Pac Slimm 'til they free Pac Slimm

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MHM

Come get a body, thirty deep on Poppy (yeah, uh)
Police won't stop me, that's on Johnny, come and find me (ay)
I ain't hiding, they homies dying, they ain't riding (nah)
She cute, she wet, I'm water sliding (yeah, yup)
Yeah, it's been a minute since I been up in the trenches (hey, yeah)
South and Cherry it get scary by that Church's Chicken
You niggas bitches, kill you if you look suspicious (yeah, dang)
Tryna make it in the game, you gotta know the glitches

Chip cuz, tell 'em come and zip cuz
Hundred on his headstone, homies call me rich cuz (mhm)
Flip cuz, candles cuz they miss cuz
I ain't gotta diss 'cause you know what it is cuz (mhm)
Dog ways, baby, 'cause I'm Park raised
We can do it late night, we can do it broad day (mhm)
Hmm, mhm (dead homies)
Hmm, hmm, mhm, yeah (one in the head all the time, yeah)

Baby got the strap in case I gotta blast (love you so much)
She been with me since we was on Olive Ave (mhm) (free H.D.)
'Fore Corona I was at Ramona with a mask (free B. Skrap)
'Fore corona knew the streets was over washed my hands (dead homies)
Full of vultures, so you know I watch my back (one in the head shit)
Couldn't give it up, guess I got attached (yeah)
Still without a scratch, still with all of that (huh? Yeah)
Snitching niggas even got the water tapped, damn (snitch, ay, ay)

Chip cuz, tell 'em come and zip cuz
Hundred on his headstone, homies call me rich cuz (mhm)
Flip cuz, candles cuz they miss cuz
I ain't gotta diss 'cause you know what it is cuz (mhm)
Dog ways, baby, 'cause I'm Park raised
We can do it late night, we can do it broad day (mhm)
Hmm, mhm (dead homies)
Hmm, hmm, mhm, yeah (one in the head all the time, yeah)

Then we take the 91 East
Get off on Cherry, turn right (mhm)
Take it all the way straight to South
Then when you get to South
Make that left, that's all the hood right there
Go down South, matter fact (mhm)
Go down South 'til you get to Clark, Bellflower
That's still the hood
Make that left, or wherever you choose
To make that left on Artesia
Until you get back to Cherry, that's all the hood
Dead homies