VonWick - Granby Street

It get hard to tell the devil no (it get hard)
It get hard to tell the devil no
It get hard to tell the devil no when you got yo pole
And these niggas act like you a joke, bullets you could throw
But this angel on my left shoulder, begging please don't smoke em
Talking to my niggas gave em phones like my name Oprah
She ain't want me til she seen a couple knots
Ion know why these niggas act so tuff but don't be on no blocks
Flashlight and a laser on his gun, this nigga RoboCop
How you finna hit some with that bitch you can't even pull it out
I wasn't raised to be no robber or raised to be no killer
But sometimes the way it turn out don't be how you envision
Gotta get rich for my mama, one day I'm gone have children
My grandaddy battle cancer, know he tired of fighting sickness
I just throw money on dancers, I don't care bout none of you bitches
I been sliding in the city, in my new shit ain't no rental
I been trying hold my head, my heart broke, that's why I'm distant
I don't want no one to see me cry that's why my windows tinted
I just bought me a new loft, why I feel broke they think I'm living
Look at me falling for your love, bitch you got me tripping
I seen a nigga reaching
Pop
Shot the wrong victim
It break my granny heart to know her lil boy ain't no christian
We grew up and got older now my niggas riding Benzes
Mama crying on my shoulder when I get rich make a difference
You can't tell no one your secrets, that's what they hold against you
Posed to be my brothers turned to hoes the way they switching
You can tell me that you love me bitch I know you lying
If I'm in the club it's VIP I don't want wait in line
Baddies out on Granby, I'm on demon time
Nigga died at Chichos fucked me up I don't want eat inside (nigga take yo time)
You can tell me that you love me bitch I know you lying
If I'm in the club it's VIP I don't want wait in line
Baddies out on Granby, I'm on demon time
Nigga died at Chichos fucked me up I don't want eat inside (nigga take yo time)
Send my bitch in get my food to go
The type a life I'm finna live, none my niggas ever seen before
She gone call me Gilligan I fucked her on the island
She gone let me hit again I can tell by how she smiling
The gold be hitting nice but on my life I need some diamonds
When you fucking these hoes right then you can't leave them if you trying
Eating Roscoes in a Tesla, damn I love this autopilot
I'm upgrading my flight I can't do spirit I wear designer
I love a pretty bitch, brown skin Dominicana
I'm old enough to pick if I'm gone fuck her or her mama
Dalasi know to call me if he ever have a problem
I ain't never been out the country but my first love was Chyna
Thousand dollar shoes make a nigga feel some
Post traumatic stress'll have a nigga feeling numb
I been driving foreign so I don't even feel bumps
Tell me that you love me bitch I know you lying
If I'm in the club it's VIP I don't want wait in line
Baddies out on Granby, I'm on demon time
Nigga died at Chichos fucked me up I don't want eat inside (take yo time)
You can tell me that you love me bitch I know you lying
If I'm in the club it's VIP I don't want wait in line
Baddies out on Granby, I'm on demon time
Nigga died at Chichos fucked me up I don't want eat inside (nigga take yo time)
Gang

Written by:
Corey Dabney

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