Fed Story

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Vado - Rap, New York Rap

Fed Story

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[Verse] No callers, no orders I'm like a fish on land with no water As I stand on both corners Buy the dollar tryna expand like four quarters No losses, no fourfeits Just a chair in the trap, no office Gun shots is so often Niggas'll leave you in the dirt with no coffin No funeral, I flow beautiful No peace sign when I show two to you Uh, like I said I could tutor you PG and DC is where you gon' move it to Weight servin, got eight servants Ever tried comin with shorts I'm straight curvin Uh, like a boss who stay working No mob, but get knocked off when you ain't earnin [Hook] The block is more quiet than it's ever been I'm hеsitant, like what's the next way to bring this chеddar in Cause time ain't addin up to what I'm measuring It's definite they leaving you sick with no medicine A lot of money I could bring it It's too bad that everybody singing, for real The plan is to get in and get out Move south, cop a house and some FedEx routes [Verse] Moms worried, pops buried Should go plead and just take it to grand jury But my vision is so blurry Can't see it I still hit the kitchen with coke early The dope underneath, I drove comfortably An 87' dolo no company Let em know that blow come from me Now he come to me, went from coppin one to three It's no loyalty, no loyal fees Talk to em face to face no calling me Conspiracy will have on to me I got a good thing going, don't need em on to me I leave no trace, I'm who they most hate I'm in the fast lane, speedin with no brakes Ask what I need I told him no thanks They send they dean I was discharged no case [Hook] The block is more quiet than it's ever been I'm hesitant, like what's the next way to bring this cheddar in Cause time ain't addin up to what I'm measuring It's definite they leaving you sick with no medicine A lot of money I could bring it It's too bad that everybody singing, for real The plan is to get in and get out Move south, cop a house and some FedEx routes [Verse] I speak quickly, move quickly Thanks to Barack, J. Hoover doin the three-sixty Take a set and team with me Then shoot the grade A, rent a bus then seek 50 Real serious, was real serious I had a few spots clickin in real areas Snitchin he couldn't deal hearin it Like I give a fuck you ain't supposed to squeal period No respect for em, put the tech to em He folded, can't handle the numbers that's dealt to him So he give up who's always next to him Next to him, give up everyone that connects to him All from a block away, same blocks of yay' Movin a block a day, making sure papi's straight Shout out to niggas in the feds locked away My nigga Trap Jay, Sweet Bread, Ox Jay [Hook] The block is more quiet than it's ever been I'm hesitant, like what's the next way to bring this cheddar in Cause time ain't addin up to what I'm measuring It's definite they leaving you sick with no medicine A lot of money I could bring it It's too bad that everybody singing, for real The plan is to get in and get out Move south, cop a house and some FedEx routes

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  • Vado
  • araabMUZIK