Letra de EAST POINT PRAYER - Vince Staples

(Feat. Lil Baby)

Money, mantra

Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed

Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah

You ain't shot shit, get your stats up

Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor

I was out there, when it mattered

Had the chopstick with the ladder

Made it count, made it to Atlanta

Off of Camp Creek, with no plan C

I was here first, understand me?

You gotta stay alert, understand me?

If they catch me, they gon' blast me

Yeah, bounce out, chunkin' up the hood

Money in the bank, so I'm feelin' good

Pulled up on the gang, never Hollywood

Showin' em the way so they show a nigga love

But, these lil' niggas runnin' wild

Bought a .40 cal, out the Jordan Downs

Married to the streets, know she get around

I never wanna leave, I'm never out of bounds, yeah

Ain't no peacin' up if you body one of us

Body for a body, big body Benz truck

Bounce out boogie, play pussy, get fucked

When these niggas get tough

Since when these niggas want war with us?

Lick a gunshot, bloodshot corneas

I been out all night tryna make it out

Swear to God that the set was the safest route

And what they about?

Money, mantra

Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed

Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah

You ain't shot shit, get your stats up

Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor

I was out there, when it mattered

Had the chopstick with the ladder

Made it count, made it to Atlanta

I took big risks, now I'm a big fish

A billion dollars at the top of my to-do list

Buy a villa in Saint-Barts, maybe a cruise ship, well, really a yacht

Just to say that I got it, product of my environment

Keep my cutter for the snakes, you know this shit can get slimy

Ain't have to make no call to gang'nem, they already beside me

Where the money at, that's more than likely where you can find me

I can't honor that, you know that shit was flawed when you tried it

This shit crazy, nobody wanna put in the work but wanna get paid though

I'ma keep on spendin' on lawyers until the case closed

I'm probably not comin', I'm not the one you should wait on

I want this shit bad, hope it don't take long

Everybody callin' with they problem, not to check on me

They say, "If it happened then it's meant to be," guess we'll see

I knew you was lyin' when you had told me you would never leave

I can't keep on goin' back and forth, I gotta let it be

Money, mansion

Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed

Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah

You ain't shot shit, get your stats up

Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor

I was out there, when it mattered...

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