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