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Lyrics



Dee Xclsv - Veggies Lyrics





verse 1
In the hood with the niggas that I grew up with
Mama told me Don't You Ever Try To Grow Up Quick
My uncle was the one that taught me how to pour up quick
We had the hood jumping, niggas playing all our shit
Got the pre-rolls then we learnt to roll our shit
My older cousin told me Don't You Ever Throw Up Shit
Had a nigga that I used to think I'd blow up with
When opportunity's knockin', you better show up kid
Moved to varsity, got a change of environment
But when I'm on the beat, a nigga still violent
I'm killing beats, putting rappers in retirement
Listen close to the G-Park in my dialect
Remember dreaming about having it all
They were sleeping on me, I had to ring the alarm
I was grindin' tryna get my shit up on the charts
Meanwhile niggas pulling strings, they palyin' guitars
Damn, that's a come-up that we never knew
I wish somebody told me 'bout it when I was still in school
Remember Fridays with my fitted caps, still learning how to rap
Thought I had it jumping like a kangaroo
But when I get my first cheque, pay up off my debt
Then I put my shorty in some fuckin' Jimmy Choos
I'm dreaming out loud, got my head in the clouds
But I'm still humble, so I got my feet on the tiles
You won't make it if you never put it all on the line
This rap dream is a trap
I'm just tryna survive, real
Yeah, this rap dream is a trap
I'm just tryna survive, yeah

verse 2
Yeah, got a lot of shit weighing on a nigga shoulders
But I'm still driven, I could probably use a chauffer
Tryna balance reality and my life on the road
Shorty started trippin' on me, I'm hardly at home
All the problems I'm facing, I put 'em all on a song
But the whole world watchin' so I gotta be strong
I reminisce about Saturdays on my mama's couch
When everything I ever needed was inside the house
My fascination with the paper got me runnin' out
I still hit 'em and quit 'em, bitches lookin' for clout
Jump in a whip, 'bout to do the digital dash
I don't wanna grow up, life movin' too fast
Bitches on my scrotum and I'm gettin' this cash
Probably shoulda told 'em that we can neverlast
I speak to God about you, he say you doing okay
All I wanted was to put a smile on your face
All you wanted was to put some veggies on my plate
Now I'm sleeping with the bible and I say my grace, right
So everything's straight
'Cause now I'm sleeping with the bible and I say my grace, real