"Once In My Life" lyrics
(By Burfict)
(Vinny, why you mad?)
Once in his life, he want a million dollars
Once in my life, I don't wanna feel no problems
Once in my life, I don't wanna hang around the shottas
Things I done in my life, I gotta hang around them choppers
Fuck what they think about me
He made it out, but he still hang out on waters
He made it out, but he still hang with the robbers
Fuck what they think about me
"Let's take him out," yeah, that's the word that they talkin'
The paper route, that's what I'm on and Young Dolphin'
Fuck what they think about me
His partner died and he ain't do nothin' 'bout it
I'm talkin' right before his eyes, pistol sparkin'
It ain't no way he ain't heartless
I'm traumatized, I seen him down in the coffin
He sip that lean, look at his eyes and he coughin'
It's like his life filled with darkness
He got that money, he ain't put on his doggy
They kicked his door in, now he got some fed charges, I don't think he gon' keep it solid
He got a mansion, but still be in the projects
Signed to Atlantic, but his ma be on hard and I think she smokin' that hard shit
Got bitches pregnant, he keep gettin' abortions
One from Atlanta, I think one a New York chick
You think that he can afford it?
That blue bandana, he no longer throw up it
Drugs in his Fanta, how the fuck he a Muslim?
You don't supposed to be on no drug shit
Once in his life, he want a million dollars
Once in my life, I don't wanna feel no problems
Once in my life, I don't wanna hang around the shottas
Things I done in my life, I gotta hang around them choppers
Fuck what they think about me
He made it out, but he still hang out on waters
He made it out, but he still hang with the robbers
Fuck what they think about me
"Let's take him out," yeah, that's the word that they talkin'
The paper route, that's what I'm on and Young Dolphin'
Fuck what they think about me
(Vinny, why you mad?)
Once in his life, he want a million dollars
Once in my life, I don't wanna feel no problems
Once in my life, I don't wanna hang around the shottas
Things I done in my life, I gotta hang around them choppers
Fuck what they think about me
He made it out, but he still hang out on waters
He made it out, but he still hang with the robbers
Fuck what they think about me
"Let's take him out," yeah, that's the word that they talkin'
The paper route, that's what I'm on and Young Dolphin'
Fuck what they think about me
His partner died and he ain't do nothin' 'bout it
I'm talkin' right before his eyes, pistol sparkin'
It ain't no way he ain't heartless
I'm traumatized, I seen him down in the coffin
He sip that lean, look at his eyes and he coughin'
It's like his life filled with darkness
He got that money, he ain't put on his doggy
They kicked his door in, now he got some fed charges, I don't think he gon' keep it solid
He got a mansion, but still be in the projects
Signed to Atlantic, but his ma be on hard and I think she smokin' that hard shit
Got bitches pregnant, he keep gettin' abortions
One from Atlanta, I think one a New York chick
You think that he can afford it?
That blue bandana, he no longer throw up it
Drugs in his Fanta, how the fuck he a Muslim?
You don't supposed to be on no drug shit
Once in his life, he want a million dollars
Once in my life, I don't wanna feel no problems
Once in my life, I don't wanna hang around the shottas
Things I done in my life, I gotta hang around them choppers
Fuck what they think about me
He made it out, but he still hang out on waters
He made it out, but he still hang with the robbers
Fuck what they think about me
"Let's take him out," yeah, that's the word that they talkin'
The paper route, that's what I'm on and Young Dolphin'
Fuck what they think about me
