Gun Smoke VL Deck & CEO Trayle

[Intro: VL Deck]
From the bottom, nigga
I told lil' bro he gon' be big with big money
No capucino, fiend

[Chorus: VL Deck]
Aight, Deck
Fifty on a new choke
Made it off of crack smoke
I'm up now, fuck broke
My side of town gunsmoke
I ride around with lawnmowers
So many straps, I own a gun store
Load the gas, don't do coke
Aight, Deck
Fifty on a new choke
Made it off of crack smoke
I'm up now, fuck broke
My side of town gunsmoke
I ride around with lawnmowers
So many straps, I own a gun store
Load the gas, don't do coke

[Verse 1: VL Deck]
My city under siege
Full of priests, they rockin' B's
Pushin' packs my pedigree
I fight for real, I never sleep
I'm in the field, don't need no clеats
My pension came from sellin' weed
Fuck your plug, comе shop with me
My prices cheap, I bet you eat
I run through cases every week
Come to codeine, I got scripts
Don't see no drought, I'm plugged for real
Thirty-four, I'm sellin' seals
On beats, I trap, you hear my skills
I rap the truth, I give 'em chills
I sold sacks to pay the bills
'Fore DJ Drama, had a grill
Batcave with commas, easy kill
Survive the jungle, clutchin' steel
My empire built off digital scales
The way I'm livin', it'll scare you
I always won, I never fail
I get you burnt, don't do no sparin'
Yes, I rap, but not your average
With this Glock, boy, I'm a savage
May need to stop doin' these Addies