lirik lagu harlem roses – vinny cha$e
[verse 1: vinny cha$e]
my vision’s all blurry, they can use words whatever they can’t hurt me
i rise above high skies reading high times
while i reminisce of times i can’t find
my god i’m better by much farther
lyrically spar with dudes vinny be like why bother
the big frame lanvin lense they block hate rays
from the n-ggas that hate on cha$e in the worst way
can’t beat em’ join em’
next time you wanna’ meet cha$e, hit cartier i only do appoitments
other rappers don’t compare me to that
just compare me to art pieces and the moma or met
and these cheques is what they pay me in to paint you a picture
the luxury rap minister i paint with prescription you heard
i toss bread and turn b-tter
balmain denim and the 500 benz is all leather
all cheddar what vinny be all about
do it for my n-ggas who be fly and my b-tches who balling out
don’t hate me hate the good that i do
if you could you probably would, come join the crew
you should f-ck it now, you good, fall back
you wasn’t shooting with a n-gga in the gym
where was you in the beginning
wanna ride with a n-gga but he don’t wanna’ die with a n-gga
in the end vinny cha$e, yeah
[verse 2: kid art]
lennox ave, duffel bag of your louis
cheer$ club, see the swag and the core viewers
my team built a city to roll through it
i walk around harlem they callin’ me george lucas
im into importin’ and exportin’
pull up in jordan’s you smell the burnt flames
cobain how i shoot myself, i got a few film awards under this gucci belt
i need a milla more, gotta k!ll em’ all
gotta get skrilla more, listen to k!lla more
roll around in foor doors, wavy like billabong
pay me im filling you off
promise i’ll pick up my phone, honest
my vision’s so pricey
directors of the year, i know these shooters don’t like me
these shooters out in harlem but they ain’t nothing like me
for the green they squeezing lemon heads for the ice tea
my sprite tinted, ice in it, right feeling
cus’ i poured a little donatello in it
rose gold, red bezel, yellow in it
me and money well acquainted i never befriend it
[verse 3: vinny cha$e]
giggle when i’m broke, laugh hard when i’m rich
p-ss bars like a scholar with dollars and cop cars boy
n0body no hotter given em’ my style an switch it up
from head to toe in givenchy, blind chicks and marijuana
i swear to god you ain’t fly you don’t want no problems
my n-ggas going hard prolly’ we reppin’ harlem
and anything fly cha$e will get it
and when i die f-ck it my words will live forever
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