Vimana
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Vimana
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And I don't save niggas, I show niggas how to save they selves
I got in the game, this ain't GTA don't play yourself
Gave 'em hell, off a counter where ain't shit to do but fail
[?], dodging shells, traumatized before you twelve
Can't complain, that's the hand we got, these the cards was delt
And it's crazy how they tryna copy, can you be yourself
It's a thousand of the same faces I can differentiate, apes, I disintegrate
You be playing bestie with her, I do chеst to chest-ie with her
This thе calm 'fore the storm
If they give you roses watch out for the thorns
My whole clique outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah
'Cause it's the calm before the storm
If they give you roses watch out for the thorns
My whole clique outside of the norm, yeah
And I don't play bitches, most these bitches play they selves
I just slay bitches, you would think it's jingle bell
I just aim bitches, you would think it's AOL
I'm a mag and you shouldn't be Adele
Late up in your loft drinking wine, singing slow songs
They be living life 'cause it goes on
If you're such a big timer, bitch, get your roll on
Let go of your past quit tryna hold on
Girl, you gotta love yourself before you can love me
Girl, you gotta want yourself before you can want me
Gotta be able to gas yourself, it's called self esteem
Don't let these niggas sell your ass a dream
This the calm 'fore the storm
If they give you roses watch out for the thorns
My whole clique outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah
'Cause it's the calm before the storm
If they give you roses watch out for the thorns
My whole clique outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform we do not conform
And I don't hate niggas, most these niggas hate they selves
Crippled by they album sales, caught up in their label hell
Hold they breath every time they drop, now they waiting to excel
They confine inside they box, now they waiting to excel
Now they mad at you, 'cause they see you doing well
Made it out, you prevail now they wishing you would fail
Man it's crazy 'cause in your mind all you did was wish 'em well
Helped 'em up when they have fell, watched 'em stumble and didn't tell
And still, they resent you 'cause you did a job that you was meant to
They get mad 'cause you return the shots they send too
Was at the bottom but I still reach my ascend too
This the calm 'fore the storm
If they give you roses watch out for the thorns
My whole clique outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah
'Cause it's the calm before the storm
If they give you roses watch out for the thorns
My whole clique outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform we do not conform
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