Once Upon The Time [cuts by DJ Djaz]

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah This is form the brain nigga I ain't playing no games with you niggas man Y'all niggas ain't up to this type of level man Some other shit This don't even have like a name Know what I mean? I'm not even in the rap game Don't associate me with that shit dog [Verse 1] Once upon a time not long ago When rappers was rappers that didn't sell their soul (Come on)f All you saw was some VVS's and gold Now it's about social media if you wanna be known Sean Price asked [?] how he got the blue check on his name P thought the shit was extra and lame Rеal niggas gon' do real things I never had to liе Leaving the barbershop after the dog P died That was the saddest ride He's beat my ass if I cried so I decided to kill shit Down for whatever, call me kill at will Vic I was fresh as hell at Garfield Mall in the nineties (Yup) Undeveloped photos where you could find me Been on a rhyme spree for a long time, I done lost count So many albums on the way I can never have droughts I ain't never gonna saturate my sound boy my sound is a brand This for my niggas that pour rounds with their friends And treat 'em the same Who else is to blame when you don't get loot Go to the Whole Foods and cop the big juice We will never catch the letter after K This is not Castaway The rap shit is boring as fuck, what a nigga have to say I think ever rapper rap about the same shit using the same words Them the niggas that get on my nerves [Chorus: Vic Spencer, Cuts by DJ Djaz] Once upon a time not long ago When rappers was rappers that didn't sell their soul All you saw was VVS's and gold Once upon a time not long ago Once upon a time not long ago When rappers was rappers that didn't sell their soul All you saw was VVS's and gold Once upon a time not long ago [Verse 2] Never mind me, I'm different from others The ugliest brother out of my mama's kids I must be the wackest rapper Because the gate keeps they still exist (Fuck) Even though I sold vinyls I ain't do shit I'm back in the pit attacking your list An accurate spit clap at their wigs beauty stores back in biz Stacking my chips relax at the crib, packing the Swish Shop in New York, blow my green stacks on Fifth Got me a gig And that's to body rappers, an ill occupation I kill conversations (You know what I mean) (How do you even step into that shit nigga?) [Chorus: Vic Spencer, Cuts by DJ Djaz] Once upon a time not long ago All you saw was VVS's and gold Once upon a time not long ago(Yeah) Once upon a time not long ago I'm back in the pit All you saw was VVS's and gold Once upon a time not long ago Nobody fucking giving their heart on records man