Lyrics VanNess - Cozz

VanNess

By the crips, yup, right on 65th, yup, yup
At your neck, something like Gillette, yup
Tryna get a check, yup, I just want respect, yup
At 16, I took a crack at it, 17, I was a rap addict
18, took a break from it, 19, I was back at it
20, turned into a crack addict, I was spittin' dope
I was givin' hope to all my niggas in the back alley
Could’ve been a little bad nigga with a bandana
And a damn hammer and some bad Xannies and no damn daddy
Well damn, now that I think of it, got a bandana
And a damn hammer and the damn Xannies
Don’t be mad at me, damn, nigga, look where the rap has me
At the Grand Canyon with a damn baddy and the ass fatty like
Put my head spinnin' and my legs skinny 'cause the man was sittin' for so long
On the boulevard, I been so strong
And the next week, I’m a fuck around and drop all of these old songs
I done prolonged, I’m a pro, dawg
To these wack niggas, it’s so long, to these rap niggas, it’s so long
I gotta let these niggas know
Came up from the bottom, yeah I got it from the floor
Motherfuckers thing I’m up, but I gotta get some more
Every time I get a dollar, new penny hit the floor
I remember when I was at VanNess (at the park)
By the crips, yup, right on 65th, yup, yup
At your neck, something like Gillette, yup
Tryna get a check, yup, I just want respect, yup
«That's all a nigga need is a little bit of respect.
You know, nice little
check, nice little chain.
I know it ain’t everything and shit, but I gotta take
care of my fam and shit, so you know right now…»
Tryna run through this money so I gotta make it stretch
Need a lot of commas on the check, I gotta make it next
Gotta slide on all the targets that are droppin' on the net
I told your daughter keep her draws up, they ain’t gotta hit the deck
'Cause I’m just tryna get the neck, I’m Blac Chyna with finesse
Don’t need to designer to impress, I’ll be flier spendin' less
I’m a child of 65th so my mind been on the cliff
Since the age of six, and by the grade of fifth, my brain was 86
Now I’m ancient, you can’t play the kid don’t even take the risk
I don’t even pay attention, how I’m supposed to pay the rent?
Don’t even save numbers, how the fuck I’m supposed to save a bitch?
(sorry)
Yeah that’s the way it is, so go ahead and hate and shit
Came up from the bottom, you can’t stop 'em, I’ma make it big
I gotta let these niggas know
Came up from the bottom, yeah I got it from the floor
Motherfuckers thing I’m up, but I gotta get some more
Every time I get a dollar, new penny hit the floor, yeah
I remember when I was at VanNess (at the park)
By the crips, yup, right on 65th, yup, yup
At your neck, something like Gillette, yup
Tryna get a check, yup, I just want respect, yup