Correction Lyrics The Vet by G.T.

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Yeah
My real life, I don't know about these other n***as
These n***as be rapping 'bout some fake bull sh*t
Let's go
Dirty Glove Entertainment
Wavy Gang, for real
Ocean gang, motion gang

I used to ride-
I used to ride that 'hound with them pans
Sit in that spot on Joann
I watched cuz whip with both hands
Found a thousand blues for Tauran
What you know about bricks? Turn a little boy into a man
We turned all the haters into fans
Worried 'bout me, n***as need to go and get some bread
Cop from me, you can hit a lil' more it got legs, n***a
I done sold everything n***a
Topside, to them stop signs
Shut the spot down, if the cops slide
When it come to this sh*t I'm like top five
I'm on another level, adding money like I'm Elon
Remember momma used to drop me off in her Neon
I used to tell myself all the time, we'll be fine
Touchdown, I'm in my primetime like Deion
Send my n***a, spot right by Outer Drive
Lapped up them n***as who ain't wanna pa** the baton
Broke n***as, man they always pocket watchin', add it up
I got three hunnid' racks in watches
Three hunnid' racks in chains, I ain't even cop a whip
Five foreigns back to back, they think it's BMF
If you think you f**kin' with me, then you must be smokin' meth
Thousand bow's of exotic, got more dog than a vet
I sold everything n***a
Talkin' hard dope, makin' the soft dough
I done sold it straight, beat it down like I'm Herbo
Got a real bag on the way, it's like Narcos
We done sold it all, now it's cold as December
If you don't use no gloves with that ice, you'll shiver
Got a new lo', now we pa**in' out pitcher
Did it by myself, I don't need no codefendant
That's money counter music

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