Levels (freestyle) by Vado
Lil' nigga, we don't rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
'Cause there's levels to this shit
Lil' nigga, we don't drive the same whips, we don't fuck the same chicks
'Cause there's levels to this shit
Lil' nigga, we don't get the same paper, you a motherfucker hater
Boy, there's levels to this shit
Lil' nigga, 'cause there's levels to this shit
Lil' nigga, 'cause there's levels to this shit
'Cause there's levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Still charge 45 'cause there's levels to a brick
And if I catch you slipping then I'm leveling your shit
Run down, know you instant, put the medal to your bitch
This as heavy as it gets, double when I spit, on her wrist
And I be on the blocks the way a Chevy is a six
Bullets heavy in the clip, fiends ready for a fix
Hello, big smile, that hoe, just let her out, that's your bitch, now?
Same niggas think they players and they balling tryina play you
But they calling, watch you still from the five
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