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Vince Staples – DJ QUIK Lyrics

Vince Staples DJ QUIK Lyrics

I ain’t never quitting on my homies from the set
Rather die a legend than be living with regrets
Granny up in Heaven, know she watch a n**** back
G-Class flying down Orizaba Ave

I know that you love me but you gotta give me space
Money hungry women do whatever for a taste
All my people in the hood, what’s it finna take
To have everybody living good? I don’t wanna wait

In a minute I’ma bust a jug, I’ma make a play
Hit the homie up and hit a lick, run in where you stay
All the pressure I be dealing with still ain’t never change
I’m about the money, I ain’t fucking with the fame

DJ Quik
If it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense
DJ Quik
If it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense

You should see the limit on my Amex
One phone call and it’s n***** at your address
I’m gon’ ball till I’m sitting in a grave
Fuck all y’all, bet Ramona get the last laugh

Close your mouth when you talking to a killer, bitch
They say I murdered Cuh, I say I’m innocent
This ain’t suburbia, these n***** ignorant
I always get my man, I only miss my bitch

Hit me up if you wish
I’m in the studio, couple guns, couple Crips
Tryna make a hundred M’s, what’s a couple bands?
Keep it coming in, keep it coming in

DJ Quik
If it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense
DJ Quik
If it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense

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