I'm Yours (feat. VIC MENSA) - Justine Skye

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, see the street lights? I ain't slept in like 48 I'm back! I'm here and y'all know they've been waitin' for me Since I was 15, now I'm Yella, a hundred miles and runnin' Easy come and easy go, that's why I work 'til midnight I'm out of town, shorty, very dirty on the turnpike My piss clean, I caught a case of happens to the best The lawyer said don't smoke I'm like, "Good lord, buddha keep me blessed" I'm buyin' Nike stock when I see these checks Motivated by niggas because it's bigger than me I know that, I might go back to my old shit Bring the fro back, that's a throwback, yeah Watch your mouth! Why you tryna talk like you know somethin'? My competition is myself, therefore I ain't worried 'bout no one Not a soul, pot of gold Lookin' like a stain, niggas'll wet your mug Leave you behind yourself, you're playin' catch up Boy, is that your blood? 'Cause I done blew inside my mind since I first wrote a rhyme Y'all all late, rappers be stuck in the booth, I'm All State They're imposters, steak and lobster Surf my turf, better wear your chopper Next to Oprah at the opera, okay If you had... If you had everything you'd ever wanted Right in front of me, what's it gonna be? The lights and the drugs and the girls finally drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Gotta love it though, they hatin', homie I be on Sunset still go back to 68th and Stony Cooked out my basement Dropped my tape and got my homies' placements I'll play the keys in my sleep on the beach, that's a dream vacation Say you ain't heard, I'll let you lie, just know you digged your grave No turnin' back once you done found that that's the hand you played Game over, on the drivin' range in the Range Rover Halfway sober with my middle finger up, fuck these hoes I'm a tiger in the jungle, In the middle of the summer With the wood on me and a fiend for the snow (White girl?) She a fiend for the blow, I'm a G, to the code You know me, I need Keke Palmer off TLC for that T.O.P Keys to the Jeep and the deed to the boat Y'all cruisin', y'all losin' Yeah, I make pop music but I'm still king with the flow This just the shit I've been thinkin' about, uh Picture everything you ever want, want, want, want Right in front of you The lights and the drugs and the girls finally drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy Drives me crazy

First things first I'ma say all the words inside my head I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh ooh The way that things have been, oh ooh Second things second Don't you tell me what you think that I could be I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh ooh The master of my sea, oh, ooh I was broken from a young age Taking my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That look at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heartache from the pain Taking my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer (pain) Pain, you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain, oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer Third things third Send a prayer to the ones up above All the hate that you've heard turned your spirit to a dove, oh ooh Your spirit to a dove, oh ooh I was choking in the crowd Building my rain up in the cloud Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited 'til it broke open and rained down It rained down, like Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer (pain) Pain, you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain, oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive it came from Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer Last things last By the grace of the fire and the flames You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh ooh The blood in my veins, oh ooh But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited, 'til it broke open and rained down It rained down, like Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer (pain) Pain, you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain, oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer

I'm feelin' myself if you really must know Can't tell me I ain't killin' it (oh no) You really should try some of this I'm confident, I'm confident, yeah I'm feelin' myself if you really must know Can't tell me I ain't killin' it (oh no) You really should try some of this I'm confident, I'm confident, yeah Heard you need a friend, you been in your head Get out there, you should get out there Time to go again, 'cause it's 8 a.m. Get up, yeah, gotta get up, yeah It ain't easy, turnin' on the TV Can't see why she got a lotta money, yeah Better than me, you shouldn't let it bring you down And out, yeah, 'cause I'm feelin' myself if you really must know Can't tell me I ain't killin' it (oh no) You really should try some of this I'm confident, I'm confident, yeah I'm feelin' myself if you really must know Can't tell me I ain't killin' it (oh no) You really should try some of this I'm confident, I'm confident, yeah Maybe you just gotta take it Time and time again, you've waited Yellin', screamin', wanna let it out Baby, you just gotta sweat it out Up in the gym like a nine to five And you're workin' overtime just to get it right Nothin' they could tell you now, no, they can't deny They can't dim my light, 'cause I'm feelin' myself if you really must (woo) know Can't tell me I ain't killin' it (oh no) You really should try some of this (yeah) I'm confident, I'm confident, yeah I'm feelin' myself if you really must know Can't tell me I ain't killin' (yeah-yeah-yeah) it (oh no) You really should try some of this (yeah) I'm confident, I'm confident, yeah Confident, I'm confident, yeah-yeah Confident, I'm confident, yeah-yeah

Said I'm your wife now And I'll take you Anyway I want Anyway I like it, babe Said I'm your love now And you can take that Anyway you want (Oh) Anyway you like tonight Feelin' I got ya, boy Big in the G tonight (Yeah) You are the reason why I'm high (High) So take out your wings and fly Know I'm the reason why (Reason) Hey yeah Baby, Maybe Take me Baby I'll go, ay-ee Drive me crazy You ain't gotta persuade me I know I'm your lady I'll accept and know you love, baby yeah Really lustin' you I- Let me hold onto you I- Love and tell me (Love and) You'll be similar to taste All of you Have me anyway you want tonight (Yah!) I'm feelin' I got ya, boy Big in the G tonight (Big in the G) You are the reason why I'm high (High) So take out your wings and fly (Take out your wings) Know I'm the reason why (Know I'm the reason) Hey yeah Darlin' Baby, Maybe Take me Baby (Baby) I'll go, ay-ee (Oh!) Drive me crazy You ain't gotta persuade me (You ain't gotta) Seein' you so tender (Oh) With the curse of me, oh! (Me) Hey, let go (Oh!) I saw my love (Saw my love, oh!) Oh, baby we have chemistry (Oh!) Baby we have chemistry Baby we have chemistry Baby we have chemistry