White on White Crime Vinnie Paz (Ft. Dboy Flowski & OT the Real)

[Intro:]
I remember the first one, I was
I was nervous
I had a gun, so...
Then it just became easy, and then it just became like
Like too easy
In and out, right?
Like I need money, you know?
Like (C-Lance)
I was getting away with it
And then what did you do?
Countless

[Verse 1: OT the Real]
Don't let the Fentanyl get in your fingertips
My dawg's locked up, I gotta pay the guard to bring him strips (I got you)
Tryna find a body? I'm all innocent
His fingerprints, isn't coming back with any hits 'cause he's a immigrant (He's a immigrant)
You ain't scared to die but is you able to kill?
This new blick got a kick, like it play for Brazil (Boom)
My fiend chill but nothing that he sayin' is real (Nah)
The horse tranquilizers only thing he's able to feel (Able to feel)
I'm back on my plugs, packin' blunts, packagin' drugs
The Methadone made his hands swell, he's back on the subs (Back on the subs)
You the type to sell your man out for a stack of some dubs (Uh-huh)
I'm the type to stab your man and walk back in the club (Doot doot doot doot doot)
Keep it a bean, these dudes is secretly fiends (Yeah)
They switch sides, dick ride, and try to be with the team (Try to be with the team)
One of the guys, it's all good, numbers don't lie (Numbers don't lie)
It's hustle or die, while customers wake up and get high, oh