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[Vince Staples]
Everything is as it should be
Fuck what it could or would or should be
Fuck what it would or should or could be, yeah
Everything is as it should be
Fuck what it could or should or would be
I've been asking God, "Why me?"
[Vince Staples]
Yo, ayy, see me out, don't shake my hand or you was there for me
Keep my phone on DND, hoes get left on read
Seen so many late nights, nowadays I can't sleep
Every time we gang slide, somebody R.I.P.
Dope man had my daddy hooked, shooter like Kareem
No, I ain't no open book, baby, I'm a G
Everything is as it should be
Fuck what it could or would or should be
Fuck what it would or should or could be, yeah
Everything is as it should be
Fuck what it could or should or would be
I've been asking God, "Why me?"
[Vince Staples]
Yo, ayy, see me out, don't shake my hand or you was there for me
Keep my phone on DND, hoes get left on read
Seen so many late nights, nowadays I can't sleep
Every time we gang slide, somebody R.I.P.
Dope man had my daddy hooked, shooter like Kareem
No, I ain't no open book, baby, I'm a G
Keep it on me, keep a look, keep it in the street
Used to be my partner then 'fore he went PC
Call me what you want, just don't call the police
'Cause fuck the industry, they fail to meet my needs
What's up with all these fake thugs lyin' on these beats?
Just tryna get my paystubs, please don't intervene
Shoot you, leave you dead or in the jail, I'm somewhere in between
I'm independent, but I'm signed to UMG
I'm in the trenches, but I grew up walkin' distance from the beach
Yeah, livin' out that California dream (Uh, play it back)
[Ab-Soul & Vince Staples]
Used to be my partner then 'fore he went PC
Call me what you want, just don't call the police
'Cause fuck the industry, they fail to meet my needs
What's up with all these fake thugs lyin' on these beats?
Just tryna get my paystubs, please don't intervene
Shoot you, leave you dead or in the jail, I'm somewhere in between
I'm independent, but I'm signed to UMG
I'm in the trenches, but I grew up walkin' distance from the beach
Yeah, livin' out that California dream (Uh, play it back)
[Ab-Soul & Vince Staples]
'Cause I been practicin' that everything is as it should be
Fuck what it would've, should've, or it could be (Ayy)
But sometimes, I be asking God, "Why me?"
We'll never get an answer 'cause I know it already
I'm covered in the blood, cuz, am I a demigod or what?
Me and D was in the doghouse on top of the VIP
So it's no coincidence my insignia in TDE
They turned the idea into the media, that's genius
Herbert Stevens IV, that's intravenous
Still thuggin', drop a sample in the club with No I.D.
That one was members only
If you ain't know me when me and Blocka was rollin' up the Blanka
Fuck what it would've, should've, or it could be (Ayy)
But sometimes, I be asking God, "Why me?"
We'll never get an answer 'cause I know it already
I'm covered in the blood, cuz, am I a demigod or what?
Me and D was in the doghouse on top of the VIP
So it's no coincidence my insignia in TDE
They turned the idea into the media, that's genius
Herbert Stevens IV, that's intravenous
Still thuggin', drop a sample in the club with No I.D.
That one was members only
If you ain't know me when me and Blocka was rollin' up the Blanka
Or ate a dandelion, French coast and Polish sausage
You'll probably do better overseas
Instead of livin' out that California dream, woah
[Kamm Carson]
I seen it all on Turmont in 2003
Age thirteen, used to think murder was make-believe
Role models Crippin' like DoeBurger and Killa Dee
Play football or you bangin', you signed to the streets
Nike swingman jersey, I'm out bright and early
Chirp on my hip, I'm waitin' for the birdies
Blocks go east-west, it's runnin' like a derby
Ain't worried 'bout cops, you know them niggas nerdy
Louisiana fried chicken just got here
You'll probably do better overseas
Instead of livin' out that California dream, woah
[Kamm Carson]
I seen it all on Turmont in 2003
Age thirteen, used to think murder was make-believe
Role models Crippin' like DoeBurger and Killa Dee
Play football or you bangin', you signed to the streets
Nike swingman jersey, I'm out bright and early
Chirp on my hip, I'm waitin' for the birdies
Blocks go east-west, it's runnin' like a derby
Ain't worried 'bout cops, you know them niggas nerdy
Louisiana fried chicken just got here
The smokers out early tellin' Johnnys who block where
Killers turned snitch kinda ruined the culture
Seen a lot get divided, she was pushin' a stroller
She got by the stop sign, the opps on a bike ride
They hopped off bustin', hit her cousin like five times
Street general, would've thought he had nine lives
Now it's car wash, fundraisers, and fish fries, uh
I seen it all on Turmont in 2003
Sayin' good prayers for all the children at Annalee
Curtis Middle School, eighth grade, couldn't handle me
Playin' suicide, get socked if you drop the tennis B
Killers turned snitch kinda ruined the culture
Seen a lot get divided, she was pushin' a stroller
She got by the stop sign, the opps on a bike ride
They hopped off bustin', hit her cousin like five times
Street general, would've thought he had nine lives
Now it's car wash, fundraisers, and fish fries, uh
I seen it all on Turmont in 2003
Sayin' good prayers for all the children at Annalee
Curtis Middle School, eighth grade, couldn't handle me
Playin' suicide, get socked if you drop the tennis B
Ball harder, a kid watchin' The Godfather (Uh)
Corleone in my bones, you niggas Hightowers (Uh)
Steve Harvey, one-oh-six for the videos (Woo)
Park niggas in the alley known to get tricky, bro (Woo)
I seen it all on Turmont in 2003
Face and back arm tats, lil niggas like seventeen (Facts)
Real big blower, where niggas from, it better be (What?)
Del Amo, I had a dream like Dr. King
Corleone in my bones, you niggas Hightowers (Uh)
Steve Harvey, one-oh-six for the videos (Woo)
Park niggas in the alley known to get tricky, bro (Woo)
I seen it all on Turmont in 2003
Face and back arm tats, lil niggas like seventeen (Facts)
Real big blower, where niggas from, it better be (What?)
Del Amo, I had a dream like Dr. King
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