Yeah, operation touch a B I heard that money comes in waves, they say I drowned at 23 And I've been drowning ever since I might need counseling for this shit Because I climbed the mountain fast and all I found was just a cliff The lesson there is getting there is way more fun than getting there But here we are compliantly, got INC's in Delaware Dodged a couple Guinevere's, thank God I got no Lancelots I'm a king, I'm well aware of who's insidе my Camelot Couple women tryna bunk with mе, like threes' a company Y'alls crazy ass might be my shot of Don, but not my cup of tea Once a week I lose my cool, I'm probably downplaying (Ha) Gettin' head in my trailer before I headline, got the crowd waiting My fault, that's just how I do, sometimes I'm reckless, uh My fault, that's just how they do it down in Texas To the people I gave love to who turned around, told me, "Fuck you" If you don't heal what hurt you You'll bleed on someone who ain't cut you, damn Wise words my momma sent, why you think I'm single still? Ain't met a chick as solid yet, I paid my sisters college debt I'm just out here being chosen Doors of opportunity keep creaking open Lotta women claiming I'm they boyfriend like they B. Simone When really all we shared was just a fleeting moment Y'all completely broken, Please just leave me alone, it's gettin kind of weird Hahaha, come on One by one (Yeah) two by two Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up One by one, two by two I'ma knock 'em all down, down Lord have mercy on my soul, I'm 'bout to ship a couple of bricks Ratchet by the Bible, on the dresser, call a preacher quick What we do to get this cake? Foul in every way we think Lay down anything for food, quicker than the eye can blink Flow crazy, yeah, this shorty lickin' coke up off my dick Back to fuck, the street's a bitch, blasphemous to say this shit Lord forgive me 'cause I know it's crazy that I had these thoughts Brag stashed in the glove compartment, hand up in the latest Porsche Of course, and while she gobble me between her jaws Money on my mind, lust devil bleedin' through my pores Savage with the way we live, sometimes escaping how we suffer Spendin' money like we stupid, grindin' 'til it take me under Keep my eye on every (Woof), cop the latest Maybach Zeppelin Keep a fetish for the most state of the art greatest weapons And though we livin' reckless, always try avoidin' dyin' Cross my heart and hope to live, while I hear my mama cryin' Mama sit and watch her son just grow from such a little angel Morph into a creature she don't recognize at the dinner table Clueless and she can't explain how the hell did I become a Nigga with this darkest that do shit and sickness to her stomach Fuck the shit seen on the surface, mama know my heart is good I'm ain't tryna save myself, I'm busy tryna save the hood Yeah, I know that's what they say, find ourselves in endless trouble Leavin' youngins on the strip, slide on couple hefty bundles Grown-ups tell me that I'm shameful, how I claimed to help the people Helpful as the ones creatin' (Heroin!) for a junkie's needle In one ear and out the other like them niggas talkin' nonsense Fuckin' pussy, throwin' money, livin' foul without a conscience Sniffin' coke (Occasionally) lace my weed when gettin' blunted Balance out my mental, give a homeless man a crispy hundred We at church on Sunday, while I'm out here livin' lies And feelin' like the preacher lookin' at me, steadily replyin' One by one, two by two Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up One by one, two by two I'ma knock 'em all down, down

There's alot goin' on, but this the dynasty The crazy man's keepin' me up, I'm not sleepin' My fit too fresh to be doin' the housekeepin' The maids cost too much, started cleanin' my own closet Livin' childhood fantasies, dealin' with grown problems Got a brand new bae, she keep me good like the music If the Roc is here, throw up your diamonds and hood cubics No I.D. said it's time to take these goofy niggas out rap Drop bombs over Baghdad on these SoundCloud outcasts I stray away to say the way my days would be without rap My mind drifts to back before the Chi was labelled Chiraq Then Chief Keef dropped in 2012, now it's a drill I was waitin' in the wing like a bird on a windowsill Now I'm the fresh prince, I think I know how my uncle feel He sent this dope shit to my veins like fiends on any deal After we build on existing structures, shift the culture Like George Bush searchin' for weapons of mass destruction Think I'm 'bout to blow! But this ain't the Middle East This the midwest and we the royal family like Della Reese SAVEMONEY the new dynasty like Death Row in '93 The same year my mother's water broke on 57th St Mama Mensah knew she raised a very special man Young Muhammad in the ring with the power in my hands To defy the federation like Ali in Vietnam The Roc is still alive, throw your diamonds up again Yeah, I carry the Roc like a runnin' back, hundred miles and runnin' back Hov the president, he flyin' private in Obama's jet Vic the young hitta, I want it with any nigga My problems' deeper than rap, ain't a problem to bury niggas Cemetery diggers will be ready for your favorite rapper Catch him stompin' in my yard, I step up like a Beta Kappa I am nothin' like these actors, they're only on camera I hit 'em in the head like Holly Holm hit Ronda And my home is Rwanda, blood diamonds and minors High school students with guns hidin' in their binder Gotta wear a clear bookbag and wear a hood pass Hit you from the blindside, that's a no look pass Rookie season, Steve Nash, they are just my sons Catchin' alley oops, catch 'em in the alley, oops I heard a certain who's who mad that I like the danger Get your priorities straight like Hermione Granger Sixteen in the magazine and one in the chamber Sneak it in the club, that's a club banger This is not a diss song, this a disclaimer Sorry that your management can't manage my anger Violence is not the answer but, Lord, they done brought it to me You gon' see a side of me, the South Side taught it to me They gon' think I'm Akeem when I pull up and pull A semi Uzi, auto, fully out the Robert Geller hoodie Yeah, Pelle Pelle bloody, Motown Berry Gordy With the shits, lavatory, tell a nurse, purgatory Minimums is mandatory, crack sentencin' Bad parentin', put his dad on Maury, just another classic story I know there's no master for me, I don't even buy chains I don't rock diamonds, I just need the Roc chain I don't get high no more, I go high octane They should call the rap game my name, this is my game, Vic! To the police You can not (You can not!) You can not (You can not!) You can not (You can not! You will not (You will not!) Kill me (Kill me!) If you want justice, make some noise Let's go 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots

Aarhn! M'ahyɛ da na mama mo low gap (now!) Did it on purpose (ahh) Anytime I hear myself rap (hui!) I get a lil' nervous (ahh) Ɔmo disse they want me to hit back (now!) So they can sell records No matter what you do I'm still Sark (woo!) Oouu I'm so reckless Tema boy ah mede rap no akɔ Las Vegas (ha!) Ɛhefa na mode mo nnwom no akɔ duru, come tell us (now!) Chale me I'm always at the top mempɛ last (woo!) Ɛyɛ mesɛ moafɛ ne mе mo nkɔ checki intervals (ha!) Mo twɛn me sɛ mɛ loosе nigga I was born a winner (now!) Mo firi sɛ m'awie, I'm warming up the dinner (yes!) I be going hard like I'm a fucking beginner (ha!) Ɔhemaa forgetti boy no hop in the beamer, let's go Nigga don't kill my vibe (now!) Ɔmo firisɛ pressure bɛma nnipa a coili Nigga we're still outside (woo!) Everybody wanna see a nigga go down But you ain't gonna touch my pride (no!) Nasɛ ɛba no rap ah nobody like me I'll be killing dem till I die (yes!), illest nigga alive Say they wan' stop me, I doubt that (ha!) Take a lil' break then I bounce back (yes!) Ɛba no Ghana rap ah, I am a fuckin' outcast Dawgi ten years, I was only doing sound check (ahh) I put my heart in this and niggas been doing the worst (now!) Omo se m'akyɛ but who be putting in the work (now!) Life's too short, goddamn it Tɛsɛ Drake space ɔde maa Lil Durk, ha! Oooh! Everyday bless that's my vibration ay I can't waste my time with waste men Tom Ford Noir Smell like wealth, she like my fragrance Porsche Cayenne Pull it up, fill it up with vibrations Shake the block! Big chain, big man, big vibration Pop out every day like an occasion 'Cause we made it that's a celebration It's going down, ay Send a bottle of Jamba Sit at yo' table and pass it around, ay This is a hit, I got Sarkodie back on the mound I used to ride on a bus then I got it bussin' just looking at me now (yeah) I feel like the mayor when I'm in Accra, we dey runnin' the town Osu what's happenin', Dzorwulu what's crackin', Nima what's brackin' I might pull up in Burma with all the sticks you'd think I was campin' Me and M.Dot in that M dot 6 we speedin', we mashin' (yeah) I'm getting paid everyday, Daily Paper my fashion International calls to all of my dawgs that's locked on the yard They behind bars living through my bars They just wanna see me shine I'm a star I got brothers wanna see me a dead man, I feel like Mufasa & Scar You look like you ain't be getting no bread man You niggas been counting your carbs I been eating now but I had to starve Money vanished like I saw a mirage I was down bad, dabbled in fraud Selling pounds and cracking 'em cards Polo Beach club we in a VIP Shout out to Smallgod, Joey Lit From Chicago to the Zongo, chaley call me Koforidua Vic Oooh! Everyday bless that's my vibration ay I can't waste my time with waste men Tom Ford Noir Smell like wealth she like my fragrance Porsche Cayenne Pull it up, fill it up with vibrations Shake the block! Big chain, big man, big vibration Pop out every day like an occasion 'Cause we made it that's a celebration

Pare de sufrir, ajá Me río de ti, ha-ha Dime dónde tas, ajá Para no llegar, para no llegar jamás Yo no quiero verte mañana Tú eres una novela mala, mucho drama Tu piel no me sabe a nada (nada) Pa ti no hay espacio en mi cama, na-na Ya yo lloré, ni una gota más Debajo de tus ojos, tiene' ojera' Aquí mi historia, acaba de empezar Mientras que la tuya, acaba 'e terminar Pare de sufrir, ajá (ajá) Me río de ti, ha-ha (ajá) Dime dónde tas, ajá (ajá) Para no llegar, para no llegar jamás Pare de sufrir, ajá (ajá) Me río de ti, ha-ha (ajá) Dime dónde tas, ajá (ajá) Para no llеgar, para no llegar jamás (Esty) Esty De L.A a Punta Cana (Cana) Lo costeo como Bеnihana Yo te dejé botao-ao-ao-ao Ya te acabé, so ciao-ao-ao-ao Walk in my shoes, you couldn't do Mess with me you and you make the news Soy la Sailor Moon dominicana Siempre gano la batalla (ya-ya-ya) Ya yo lloré, ni una gota más Debajo de tus ojos, tiene' ojera' Aquí mi historia, acaba de empezar Mientras que la tuya, acaba 'e terminar Pare de sufrir, ajá (ajá) Me río de ti, ha-ha (ajá) Dime dónde tas, ajá (ajá) Para no llegar, para no llegar jamás Pare de sufrir, ajá (ajá) Me río de ti, ha-ha (ajá) Dime dónde tas, ajá (ajá) Para no llеgar, para no llegar jamás Y si me entero que tú habla' de mí En la calle, yo te echo un mal de ojo Es que tú nunca va' a ser feliz (nunca vas a) Porque eres, tú eres un azaroso (rapa-pam) Pare de sufrir, ajá (ajá) Me río de ti, ha-ha (ajá) Dime dónde tas, ajá (ajá) Para no llegar, para no llegar jamás Pare de sufrir, ajá (ajá) Me río de ti, ha-ha (ajá) Dime dónde tas, ajá (ajá) Para no llеgar, para no llegar jamás

My papers they say My papers they say My papers they say India clara My papers they say My papers they say My papers they say India clara Your abuelo say My tia she say And the people say Mejora la raza Your abuelo say My tia she say And the people say Mejora la raza Pelo bueno Pelo malo No te cases Con fulano Marry fair Stay out of the sun Bleach your skin Isn't this fun? Ayayay ayay identity crisis Ayayay ayay identity crisis You came out looking like a blanquita No me venga con tu cuento Que tu abuelo es andaluz No me venga con tu cuento Que tu abuelo es andaluz En la sangre caribeña hay Taino y negritud En la sangre caribeña hay Taino y negritud Pelo bueno Pelo malo No te cases Con fulano Marry fair Stay out of the sun Bleach your skin Isn't this fun? Pelo bueno Pelo malo No te cases Con fulano Marry fair Stay out of the sun Bleach your skin Isn't this fun? Ayayay ayay identity crisis Ayayay ayay identity crisis You came out looking like a blanquita Con to' ese sazón, esta vaina emborracha, muchacha Con to' ese sazón, esta vaina emborracha, muchacha Ayayay ayay identity crisis Ayayay ayay identity crisis You came out looking like a blanquita