Vory Lyrics – Money Man
Singer: Money Man
Title: Vory
Sing to lil mama like Vory
I’m gonna pop the lil top on the glory
When I’m gone they ‘gon tell my kids stories
Had to sit all of my whip on forgies
Loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain’t no tradin’
Had to restructure my AR cause of ATL’s vambraces
At the gun range, n#gg# I ain’t doing yoga
Baby girl, come and please bend it over
Global warming, got the electric range rover
The youngins will make a n#gg# hand his chain over
f#ck that, you can’t show a n#gg# no remorse
They might take that for weakness (yeah)
Just cause I ain’t have no food inside the fridge
On them broke nights was sleepless (Yeah)
Jumping off the patio, we tryna get away from the pit
I can tell how you talk, that you ain’t never slid
He rappin’ bout a life that he ain’t never life
Talkin’ bout some sh#t that he ain’t never did
Shawty wanna have a 〈.?.〉 past stories give a n#gg# cold shoes
Whole body like Japanese, apex n#gg# we a different breed
Shawty try and come put it on a player
Pipe her down and 〈.?.〉
Tell her like it is the truth hurt feelings
I’mma up and squeeze it like 〈.?.〉
Keep your eyes open, sh#t get treacherous
The gun safe, got so many sticks ain’t no room in it, gotta cop another one
I got stripes like that n#gg# Tee Higgins
Thought It was the endo, but I had remixed it
Coolin’ with a bad b#tch who eats 〈.?.〉
Made a ghost gun from a 3d printer
Gorgeous b#tch with an attitude, she a fire sign, I’ma put it out cause I’m a water sign
Got the four-five if n#gg#s outta line
I’m the one the street n#gg#s idolize
I’ll slap a n#gg# with a Gen5
Where I’m from it’s trap, scam or prison time
Imma sing to lil mama just like Jacquees
n#gg# try to jump me I leave him obsolete
I just wanna apologize to my family for the dysfunction
Me and my dogs all want 〈.?.〉
Sing to lil mama like Vory
I’m gonna pop the lil top on the glory
When I’m gone they ‘gon tell my kids stories
Had to sit on all of my whip on forgies
Loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain’t no tradin’
Had to restructure my AR cause of ATL’s vambraces
At the gun range, n#gg# I ain’t doing yoga
Baby girl, come and please bend it over
Global warming, got the electric range rover
The youngins will make a n#gg# hand his chain over
f#ck that, you can’t show a n#gg# no remorse
They might take that for weakness (yeah)
Just cause I didn’t have no food inside the fridge
On them broke nights was sleepless (Yeah)
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