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

Yeah, whole lot Baby girl, it's a whole lot Yeah, yeah She hit my number, call my phone Text me, "When I'm coming home?" I miss you too my baby I go see you in a minute I dey come to you And baby, baby, I dey run to you now She hit my number, call my phone Text me, "When I'm coming home?" I know you miss me, girl, I miss you too See me, I dey run to you Baby girl see I dey come to you now Tonight we going nasty Girl, we going crazy Do it on the bed and the couch, on the balcony You know I ain't playing I miss your body crazy Sat behind my desk but all I think about is you girl Mmm— When I dey work, e no dey work (never) 'Cause I dey think about you girl (nakai) Stuck on my mind, it's only her Yeah-yi yeah Listen, wanna hear you scream my name I wanna hear you plead Then tell me boy take it easy But I no decline And I ain't tryna cause no pain I wanna give you pleasure Pleasure, over pleasure In any kind of weather Baby girl, you know say I got ya 'Til the end Baby, ride or die for ya I go blast you from the morning to the evening From the weekday to the weekend Oh, no, she hit my number, call my phone Text me, "When I'm coming home?" I miss you too my baby I go see you in a minute I dey run to you (run to you) Babygirl see, I dey come to you now (I dey come to you now) She hit my number, call my phone Ask me, "When I'm coming home?" I know you miss me Girl, I miss you too See me, I dey run to you (run to you) Baby girl see, I dey come to you now (I dey come to you now) Come to me on the storm And I'll be your shelter When the world's ending, pending, helter skelter Engine on E I'll be your rock, Gibraltar I need you like Nigeria needs Hausa Written in Swahili on the tomb of Nefertiti Kunta, Chakaliya Baggy jeans like Aaliyah I dress you in Chloe They follow you no Phoebe Paparazzi catch us stepping out like Ri-Ri Lay your body sweetly On a beach of white sand All I need is one mic' And you, my mic' stand I'm your knight in shining armor Not a one night stand I'm talking about forever That's why I wrote you this letter I wrote you a letter but the note got wet Not soaked but the strokes got slept And the message got stuck at the post office It wasn't nothing I ain't told y'all yet Hol' on, let me catch my breath I've been chasing you for a million, light years This message is brilliant This not just the 16, it's a catillion This not just a note baby, this is a trillion It's only three words, a few birds You know me I doodle My heart's an arts and crafts I make a song outta noodles I try to use some bigger words I learn them off of Google It sounded like the truth But it just wasn't as truthful Okay, without further ado With the perfect and true Message, I've rehearsed and carried for you From scribe to button Instinct wrote in red ink Three words, all caps I'm coming back I no ever wanna lose you to somebody else That go make I overheat o (make I overheat o) Girl, you go make I insane, oh, yeah-yeah Say, I no never wanna lose you to somebody else Aye, aye That go make I overheat o (make I overheat o) Girl you don go make I insane o, oh, ooh She hit my number, text my phone Ask me, "When I coming home" I miss you too my baby I go see you in a minute I dey run to you (I dey run to you) And baby girl see I dey come to you Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, (baby, I dey run to you) Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ain't got no place to be Just waiting on the small hand to hit the 5 o'clock and I'm hitting up the ABC To get a little whiskey, to get a little tipsy Ain't nobody checking on me 'Cause ever since you left me, it's been a little lonely But that don't bother me, no 'Cause it's Friday And I'm drinking my payday away Ain't got nothing to save for No, no mortgage, no, no four kids I don't feel any pain All this whiskey in my veins No more heartache, no more heartbreak I'll be okay, drinking my payday away I know I sound a little unruly Ain't acting like a lady, I'm acting kinda crazy But I don't wanna be with nobody You really messed me up, so I'm getting messed up on Maker's Mark on the rocks, I'm gonna have a Good time, bottom line I'm drinking my payday away Ain't got nothing to save for No, no mortgage, no, no four kids I don't feel any pain All this whiskey in my veins No more heartache, no more heartbreak I'll be okay, drinking my payday away Don't need your love anyway Don't need to go to AA, no way Just gotta show up on Monday so I can get paid I'm drinking my payday away Ain't got nothing to save for No, no mortgage, no, no four kids I don't feel any pain All this whiskey in my veins No more heartache, no more heartbreak I'll be okay, drinking my payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away Payday, payday away

You say I'm an angel, and angels don't get low Baby, you broke my wings so long ago I thought it'd make me stronger, I thought we'd make it through Turns out it just hurts like hell loving you So I opened up the Bible Memorized the book of John And you washed your hands in holy water Swearing all your sins were gone If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere And I don't want to hate you Heaven says I need to forgive you But I ain't no saint I know that you're sorry, I feel it in your touch But that don't make me forget all the damage done So I opened up the Bible Memorized the book of John And you washed your hands in holy water Swearing all your sins were gone If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere And I don't want to hate you Heaven says I need to forgive you But I ain't no saint Oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-oh I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here I fell from grace, I ain't no saint, it's a long way up from here So I opened up the Bible Memorized the book of John And you washed your hands in holy water Swearing all your sins were gone If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere And I don't want to hate you Heaven says I need to forgive you But I ain't no saint

Of all the places in this town You had to bring her around The only place you knew I'd be So you could make sure I see You holdin' hands, laughing loud You getting drunk and making out Keep it up, boy I swear You can't run me outta here Cause there's bars with neon Bars with smoke Bars for cheating, you would know Bars that never cut you off Where the music never stops You got the girl You got your car You get to say you broke my heart Baby now you've gone too far Ain't gonna let you take my bar I've been polite and I've been strong But don't you dare play our song You've made your point We've seen the show Close your tab, I know you know There's bars with neon Bars with smoke Bars for cheating, you would know Bars that never cut you off Where the music never stops You got the girl You got your car You get to say you broke my heart Baby now you've gone too far Ain't gonna let you take my bar Ain't gonna let you take my bar Ooh ooh oh Ooh ooh, ooh Ooh, oh oh Ooh oh oh Ain't gonna let ya There's bars with neon Bars with smoke Bars for cheating, you would know Bars that never cut you off Where the music never stops You got the girl You got your car You get to say you broke my heart Baby now you've gone too far Ain't gonna let you take my bar Ain't gonna let ya Ain't gonna let you take my bar