Vince Staples – “Law Of Averages” [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

Vince Staples premieres the visual for the “Law Of Averages” track produced by Corey Smyth, Vince Staples, Reske & Kenny Beats. Read the lyrics, buy the song.

Vince Staples Law Of Averages

Along with the single’s arrival comes a poignant visual where Staples collects his crew and gathers in his familiar Long Beach neighbourhood.

Vince’s forthcoming album was reportedly produced by Kenny Beats and he recently explained the concept behind the record. He reportedly said “it really gives much more information about me that wasn’t out there before. That’s why I went with that title. I feel like I’ve been trying to tell the same story. As you go on in life, your point of view changes. This is another take on myself that I might not have had before.”

Vince Staples – Law Of Averages (prod. Corey Smyth, Vince Staples, Reske & Kenny Beats)

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fuck a bitch, I don’t trust no bitch with my government
Fuck a friend, I don’t want no friends with no open hands
Count my bands, all alone at home, don’t you call my phone
Everyone that I’ve ever known asked me for a loan
Leave me ‘lone, .44 Stallone, get a nigga gone
Raging Bull, this not Paid in Full but I kill my own
Yes, I love you ’cause you black but don’t love your ass like that
I will put you on a shirt if you fuck me out my racks

[Chorus]
Cherry Ave, Downey Ave, ho, you average
Louis bag, Gucci bag, you got baggage
I will never give my money to a bad bitch
I will never give my money to a bad bitch
Dairy Ave, Locust Ave, ho, you average
Birkin bag, Chloe bag, you got baggage
You will never catch me slippin’ out in traffic
You will never catch me slippin’ out in traffic

[Verse 2]
AMGs and SMGs, I’m into that shit, ayy
Wasn’t what he thought, we caught him like a catfish, ayy
Niggas fallin’ out and screaming like they Baptist, ayy
Only love her if she ratchet, ayy, if that ass sit, ayy
Got a squabble, now he Cassius Clay
But I’m Hurricane Carter, you know I’m gon’ catch a case
But “Lil Wayne Carter” what I call my .38
Kiss your baby in the face if you play with where I stay

[Chorus]
Cherry Ave, Downey Ave, ho, you average
Louis bag, Gucci bag, you got baggage
I will never give my money to a bad bitch
I will never give my money to a bad bitch
Dairy Ave, Locust Ave, ho, you average
Birkin bag, Chloe bag, you got baggage
You will never catch me slippin’ out in traffic
You will never catch me slippin’ out in traffic, yeah

[Outro]
Fuck a bitch, I don’t trust no bitch with my government
(Yeah)

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