"Porsche Lights" lyrics
Let's do it our way, you know?
It's the only way to do it, shit
It's the only way we do it, yeah
(Vinny Idol, nigga)
It is me vs me, G vs G
'Cause if I die, you ain't gon' rebirth me
If I lose it all, you ain't gon' reimburse me
I'm in God's house, but I ain't never had a church key
You in the mud, if you got the drip, wit' a derby
Yeah, they hydrated, but hyenas, they are thirsty
Everytime I say a verse it's sorta like I'm vs me
I'm gifted, but God bless, they done cursed me
Yeah, you can pray, or you stay where the demons are
Movin' in a European, might move to Europe or take a trip
'Cause out here you dead if you breathin' wrong
Pay attention or get attention paid
You don't need a barber, my nigga to get an instant fade
You don't need a hair salon to get it permanent (Nah)
Out here they carry them flamers, and they burnin' it
If you gettin' money my nigga, I hope you earnin' it
In the trenches livin' the wrong life
Well, I'm wishin' you live a long life
And I'm prayin' you get the foresight
To shine on these niggas like Porsche Lights
Dolla, dolla bill yo!
But I'ma keep it real, a knife or a gun shot will kill y'all
Never try connectin' wit' niggas that won't feel y'all
Get ya own lane my nigga, then you peel off
Yeah, this is OG talk
Knew I was lied from the old heads wit' OE costs
Playin' shinobi in the bodega, crack was bottled back then
And I had it, yeah, you know me, dawg
Had a hundred pack on me or a fifty pack on me
Nowadays, I lose fifty, get fifty back on me
And I ain't doin' dirt no more, 'cause I came from it
Know I get busy my nigga, got my name from it
They call me Holiday Styles
Around here I'm outside, it's like a holiday down
This ain't twitter little nigga, don't you follow me round
Got a bunch of killer niggas that'll holla you down, ghost
In the trenches livin' the wrong life
Well, I'm wishin' you live a long life
And I'm prayin' you get the foresight
To shine on these niggas like Porsche Lights
Yeah, show-time and go-time
You are just an amateur nigga, this is pro-time
Before rap, I had a plug, and a dope line
I could really manage a dope line
This is more than a dope line
'Cause know I get to smoke on a yacht, stare at the coastline
All praise to the most high
'Cause right after him I'm the most high, ha
In the trenches livin' the wrong life
Well, I'm wishin' you live a long life
And I'm prayin' you get the foresight
To shine on these niggas like Porsche Lights
It's the only way to do it, shit
It's the only way we do it, yeah
(Vinny Idol, nigga)
It is me vs me, G vs G
'Cause if I die, you ain't gon' rebirth me
If I lose it all, you ain't gon' reimburse me
I'm in God's house, but I ain't never had a church key
You in the mud, if you got the drip, wit' a derby
Yeah, they hydrated, but hyenas, they are thirsty
Everytime I say a verse it's sorta like I'm vs me
I'm gifted, but God bless, they done cursed me
Yeah, you can pray, or you stay where the demons are
Movin' in a European, might move to Europe or take a trip
'Cause out here you dead if you breathin' wrong
Pay attention or get attention paid
You don't need a barber, my nigga to get an instant fade
You don't need a hair salon to get it permanent (Nah)
Out here they carry them flamers, and they burnin' it
If you gettin' money my nigga, I hope you earnin' it
In the trenches livin' the wrong life
Well, I'm wishin' you live a long life
And I'm prayin' you get the foresight
To shine on these niggas like Porsche Lights
Dolla, dolla bill yo!
But I'ma keep it real, a knife or a gun shot will kill y'all
Never try connectin' wit' niggas that won't feel y'all
Get ya own lane my nigga, then you peel off
Yeah, this is OG talk
Knew I was lied from the old heads wit' OE costs
Playin' shinobi in the bodega, crack was bottled back then
And I had it, yeah, you know me, dawg
Had a hundred pack on me or a fifty pack on me
Nowadays, I lose fifty, get fifty back on me
And I ain't doin' dirt no more, 'cause I came from it
Know I get busy my nigga, got my name from it
They call me Holiday Styles
Around here I'm outside, it's like a holiday down
This ain't twitter little nigga, don't you follow me round
Got a bunch of killer niggas that'll holla you down, ghost
In the trenches livin' the wrong life
Well, I'm wishin' you live a long life
And I'm prayin' you get the foresight
To shine on these niggas like Porsche Lights
Yeah, show-time and go-time
You are just an amateur nigga, this is pro-time
Before rap, I had a plug, and a dope line
I could really manage a dope line
This is more than a dope line
'Cause know I get to smoke on a yacht, stare at the coastline
All praise to the most high
'Cause right after him I'm the most high, ha
In the trenches livin' the wrong life
Well, I'm wishin' you live a long life
And I'm prayin' you get the foresight
To shine on these niggas like Porsche Lights
