Yeah
V's, Up
I really did it
Yeah
Check me out I'm in my grown mind state
Sit back baby let your soul vibrate
You know I got that fire but I'm Cole(d) like J
I'm a Paul like Wall, I'm a Wal- like –eh (Wale)
I got my visions I can't get it out my mind yet
People from my city think ‘How the hell he ain't signed yet?'
Well, the co-signs is great, but I'm reminding you
Co-signs mean nothing if real labels ain't signing you
So, um, this is like my calling card
I be calling God to help me with the thirst for always balling hard
Haters focus on everything that I do
They said I'll blow when pigs fly, but my flow like swine flu
I go hard, all of these other rappers is docile
I watch groupie b**hes come in like a dog pile
I got diamonds in my vision now, argyle
Tryina finish this flow before you unzip the rar file
Yeah, hahaha
Uh
This is just like my throwaway sh**
These other dudes just ain't smart
So I just ignore everything that they talk
I be moving forward while these dudes all stay parked
They say you can't cheat d**h, well I'm the game shark
Who knew, the guy that stayed, behind in his cla**es
With flow tighter than b**hes with Levi's on they a**es
For my haters I stick a beehive in they a**es
My flow like A535 in they a**es
Switch the topic I be off they a**
On the red carpet where the big lights flash
Can't you see homie? I'm about my cash
These dudes are all actors, Oscar's trash
Uh, so say hello to the cleanup
You ain't taking nothing from what I brought here homie, preen-up
Yeah they just freeze up
I'm tryina bring my team up
If you feel the same way then chuck your motherf**ing V's up
V's up in this b**h man
We taking over
We affecting everything
The internet
T.V.,
Radio
Let's go
More trees than the everglades
Uh, rap's renegade
You been afraid
Got these rappers vexed like hard lemonade
Uh, maybe they ain't seen nobody cooler
I get inside they brain, I live in they medulla
All the other rappers from my city, I salute ya
It's just a shame that I had to outdo ya
I be throwing everything that I have, man I'm the kitchen sink
They vision is blurry just like pictures of the missing link
I'm the missing link
I be half man, half beast
Three hours of sleep in the past week
I got an athlete's build, so I be past weak
Who knew that my town's white boy would be the game's black sheep?
So I'm the one they flock to and they ostracize
My flow is arsenic, my style is homicide
I be up in the air where the vultures fly
And your vision be ground level, homie ostrich eyes
Narrow a** minded views man
Oh God
We did it
This ain't even the album man
This is just something we're giving to you
For loving us so much
January twenty-first, 2011
Hate To Say It
Be patient
V's Up