God Hour Lyrics - Vado

Bank Sinatra 

Yo, was taught a good lesson when I peep vision 

Had to change my profession every week's different 

Different measures make a week business 

Cry my confession as the priest listen 

I done a lot, moved a lot of thangs 

Didn't get what I expect, but it was not a thang 

I just wanted my respect and then it probably came 

Was introduced to that connect and now I got a lane 

Front of the whole block on the whole block 

Niggas balling but tricking them like the globe trots 

By 90 came for this royal,. gold watch 

I'm moving yay everyday and wave to patrol cops, hi 

Cold shop, but get your sell on, 

Go to the crib for a minute, but keep your cell on 

Hundred grams on the table, will keep your scale on 

Make sure you shoot em it's fatal or you'll be well gone! 

Remember who your friends and associates 

Before you ride out you better know who you rollin with 

Everybody play the game, but who controlling it 

Tnt patrolling it, the streets all hold in it 

I'm a show you how the slum move 

Cartier chest box, I can time choose 

25 hunned on designer shoes 

Going broke, mission impossible, tom cruise 

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22's on that Bent Truck,.22 and that's been tucked. 

Cost 22 for that brick cut, got 22 on my mens up 

Yeah we cool but I've been fucked 

Old news, man I old school, Liberace look at my gold jewels 

Far from broke but hold tools 

So don't move, black glove and that 9 oh 

Get hit with that rhino, let mind go, you be a whino 

Laid out, I'm in grind mode, don't worry bout what I sign for 

My jewelry box like a time show 

Bout a hundred rocks on my time show 

Young Shyne Poe, bad boy in this gang land 

We in all just to maintain, I'm chiefing hard like bang bang 

When in your car, that game change 

Hoppin out of that maybach, I push buttons like playbacks 

Wrist Rocky get A$AP 

Take that, take that 

Never like that fake shit, that bitch shit, that snake shit 

I'm rich bitch and I'm wasted 

Big 50's on them laces, big wrist and them bracelets 

All in your grill with no braces 

I'm who they feel so embrace it 

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Remember who your friends and associates 

Before you ride out you better know who you rollin with 

Everybody play the game, but who controlling it 

Tnt patrolling it, the streets all hold in it 

I'm a show you how the slum move 

Cartier chest box, at the time choose 

25 hunned on designer shoes 

Going broke, mission impossible, tom cruise 

I don't know how to chill, I got a deal, crills to eat 

Squeezed a lot of steel, I gotta feel, bill for beef 

Learned a lot from block murderers that killed the streets 

You ain't ready to batter pitch, play the field at least, play ball 

It's real, my peeps see me back in the strip 

He pulled up laughing like see you back on your shit 

I'm like how I'm a bubble with it's either rapping or this 

He told me he gotta hustle that's just a slap on the wrist 

I hear you 

He put me under the check game 

Started busting 55's, hope every check bang 

Once I got it live, dope and the wet came 

Connects came, I paid them all with correct change 

It's morals, values and principles, 

The more you value the principles 

Cause more value is principled 

If you gonna kill em, turn up the volume and give em two 

Remember who your friends and associates 

Before you ride out you better know who you rollin with 

Everybody play the game, but who controlling it 

Tnt patrolling it, the streets all hold in it 

I'm a show you how the slum move 

Cartier chest box, at the time choose 

25 hunned on designer shoes 

Going broke, mission impossible, tom cruise.