Joey Fatts - Crime Pays (Generic Version) lyrics

[Vince Staples] What these b**hes want from a n***a, remember when they used to have love for a n***a Runnin' round sayin' they gon' dump on a n***a when they see him, and I hope they really mean it cause I'm ready when the time comes Got stockpile guns, Berettas blacker than College Hill Bullets in HD, shootin' where your momma live No remorse cause f** it, you get it how you live If I die from a bullet it's becuase I earned the sh** 18, now everybody's concerned for Vince, wasn't f**in' wit'em when the money wasn't comin' in If I had a f** to give i'd save it for a couple of kids Hopefully they wouldn't live like thay daddy did Ain't sh** 'til a n***a get Grammy big, still down to bust a cig rollin' wit my big They said they lookin' for the truth this is what it is, not that sh** that you f**in' wit [Hook] And I'll probably never feel a n***a Probably thinkin' that I'll probably never k** a n***a Crime pays I'm just tryna be the richer n***a Got me praying the the lord he'll forgive a n***a X2 [Joey Fatts] Crime pays and grindin' takes time Never caught slippin so I'm sleepin' with my nine Hollow tip shells when them n***as out of line Dumpin' out the sunroof when a n***a ridin' by My n***as down to ride, my n***as down to bark You n***as gon' die tryna stunt, Owen Hart You catch me at the park, trappin' for the cash 45 in the stash wit a brown rag And we all ga**ed, motherf** brakes And we all got warrants so we duckin' from the Jakes f** a case, and a n***a out on bail, still choppin' rocks put another O on the scale And a n***a never tell, cause we all silent Always tote hammers, never checked into college Dead homies tatted so a n***a paying homage And you know that crime pays so I never stop robbin' [Hook x2]