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Oh God (woo) When I'm gonna get it like that? (yeah) Ha, yo (woo) Ya'll dealing with a holy creature Came through dripping like I broke a fever Run up in the game with a cold demeanor Ya'll finna get swiped like stolen Visas Fall back, ya'll dealing with a bully Finna hit 'em with a bulls-eye like Woody Killin' my enemies, pull up in a black hoodie I don't gotta repeat it for ya'll to understand fully Get it passed to me, man I'm actually rappin' like Cassidy Back when we was on Rap City Where you actually put a city on the back of me NY happily run it like an athlete Yeah, they wanna hate 'em but I've been doin' the most While I been up in the booth, they livin' on the coast Yeah, they been up on the wave but never driven a boat Got a foot up in the game, now they dealin' with the coach Yo, let's go, Vin up in the end zone Not about fast rap? Pick another tempo All about green now, give me that pesto Pull up in a Jeep and whip it like a Benzo Got blunts and the Bourbon, I'm drunk and I'm swervin' I feel like a veteran or better yet, a wordsmith Grind don't stop, we never done with the work shift Day that I fail, never comin' like a virgin Look at my pedigree, negative bitches diminishing energy Give me a minute I body a beat with a flick of the Wrist like I'm posing a symphony, uh I don't really wanna be going against ya'll Anybody thinking they better, then let's talk Everybody wanted me to go and get lost But I'm really 'bout to roast the beat like Jeff Ross, uh Know ya'll see me winning, I don't need nobody's help Ya'll don't get no credit, bitch, I did it by myself Now they all be gunnin' for the kid, I wish 'em well They pray that I'ma fail, tell them bitches, I'll prevail Yo, Vin about to get payed Vin about to grind and double it when the rent's late They debate the guap and know everybody else changed Come and get dropped, ya'll dealing with a Sensei Came from the bottom and I can't go back Runnin' through my city like a railroad track In the lab and I'm bustin' like I'm Rambo, strapped 'Til my whole team sit up in a Lambo pack, brap Ain't no debate that I been in my prime Industry bitches, you living a lie People who doubted me, proud of me now 'Cause I'm making more than all them bitches combined Saved the game, I don't need no cape Ya'll don't want a problem with the team, no way We're the GI Joe's, you GI Jane Go hit 'em with the bass like Beats by Dre Big plans and my team devise the most You don't want to get the beast in violent mode Better get 'em on a leash and lock the door 'Bout to leap on the beat, Geronimo They don't really want to see me on the road But I'm following my dreams, I got to go Go tell 'em, I'ma reach a pot of gold When I come up in the business, and mind your own Fuck it, I live in the moment If it ain't poppin', then Vin don't provoke it Only time I feel a single emotion is When I'm bodying and killing opponents Ya'll waited for the boy to peak I'm on top, ya'll dealing with the boss, capiche? And now we killin' everybody, come enjoy the feast I poison beats, I run it to my voice to pleade So let's go Know ya'll see me winning, I don't need nobody's help Ya'll don't get no credit, bitch, I did it by myself Now they all be gunnin' for the kid, I wish 'em well They pray that I'ma fail, tell them bitches, I'll prevail Know ya'll see me winning, I don't need nobody's help Ya'll don't get no credit, bitch, I did it by myself Now they all be gunnin' for the kid, I wish 'em well They pray that I'ma fail, tell them bitches, I'll prevail
Writer(s): Vincent Jacovelli, Nicholas Syufy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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