Vince McMahon Lyrics

If I told you I'm that nigga

Would you believe it was true

I put the pedal to the metal

I had nothing to lose

I have always been myself

I never tried to be cool

I never tried to fit in

I never tried to pretend

And I won't forget that day

When I picked up that pen

And when it come out to this rap

A lot of years I put in

I told my bitch that I forgive her

I regret it again

All the shit that I've been through

It just made me a man

Smoking eights dodging 12

Tryna stay out the can

Angela Mia Fish and Grits

Love Fest Peter Pan's

I took some niggas

That was haters

Then made them some fans

Put House of Reps on my shirt

Then made it a brand

I can't stand a broke bitch

Like Raggedy Ann

And this whiskey that I'm drinking

Now it come from Japan

And when I tried to get rich

No one gave me a hand

I ain't have a million dollars

But I did what I can

And when it comes out to the hill

I could never be banned

And I don't like the Ruth Chris

Cause the steak it was bland

House of Reps Im the owner

Like Vincent McMahon

In California's so long

Got a permanent tan

Music for the soul, fuck you niggas man

House of Reps till I die we doin' this shit T-rell