V.I.P. (feat. G.I.F.T.E.D.) - The Final

I'm the answer not the question I was late to all my lectures but I'm early to the session Penthouse presidential like we won the election (Aye... yeah) I'm the answer not the question I was late to all my lectures but I'm early to the session Penthouse presidential like we won the election I'm in V.I.P. but ain't no bottles in my section I just make the music that the models be requesting Smooth when I walk Don't hit me with no phones calls I don't wanna talk Just killed another track they better go and get the chalk (Aye yo I think I caught a body) Step inside the booth and turn the stu into a crime scene Smiling so I look nice, they don't know I rhyme mean Nigga I was piss poor, whippin' up that Ramen Got it out the mud I saw the vision like a shaman Put me on AP I didn't turn in my assignments Put me under pressure what the fuck I make? Diamonds I don't rock designer my homie a designer But I'm gone get my mama that Dolce & Gabbana, I promise Claiming that they rappin' but he cappin' they imposters Sparking up a wood 'cause I put tints on my Impala Finals MVP I give her D like Iguodala And I'm focused on my future can't be fuckin' up my commas (Can't be fuckin' up my commas) Finals MVP I give her D like Iguodala Sparking up a wood 'cause I put tints on my Impala And I don't rock designer but I get it for my mama I'm the answer not the question I was late to all my lectures but I'm early to the session Penthouse presidential like we won the election I'm in V.I.P. but ain't no bottles in my section I just make the music that the models be requesting Smooth when I walk Don't hit me with no phones calls I don't wanna talk Just killed another track they better go and get the chalk (Aye yo I think I caught a body) I got 10 toes to the pavement I don't gotta say shit Me and all my dogs in the spot like Dalmatians You can tell the vibe just by the look on all our faces Everyday the same shit don't ask me how my day went They ask me if I quit I'm checking foot placement Bitch You know It's goin down like the basement The world gon keep spinnin on a axis it's ancient The beat still jumping like dancin Jamaicans The book still being written we just waitin for the plot to thicken Constant position got us missin on the large percentage Ocular vision in much need of some proper extension Snakes in the grass we cut it tryin not to get bitten The circle small it's like a hubcap Any nigga try to worm his way around me he gettin bug zapped Homie don't play that you think I'm a clown til you get socked in yo mouth and you stop comin around damn Cuz we just living colors My niggas different brothers We like young money only difference we don't kiss each other Can't politic wit rappers that be frolicking fake dissin one another I'm too quick to make A nigga duck and cover I'm just too agile wit rap styles my composition Got me way too high up to stoop down to competition If you don't like that and think it's unfair a wise man never compete where he do not compare beware And that's really how it all go down You get lost then found inside of the lost and found I'm often bound to get a hold of niggas by they ankles I got it on lock Kurt angle No thank you My pen swing mightier than swords do Imma keep it cordial Bummy mfs can't afford to Pay attention to the game I spittin This really history rewritten So it's best to join the team before we score you I'm the answer not the question I was late to all my lectures but I'm early to the session Penthouse presidential like we won the election I'm in V.I.P. but ain't no bottles in my section I just make the music that the models be requesting Smooth when I walk Don't hit me with no phones calls I don't wanna talk Just killed another track they better go and get the chalk (Aye yo I think I caught a body) I wallow in a pile of baby bottle pops Tryna find the inner child in me, no wonder father walked I don't need him tho, i'm on a roll like fucking autobots So much food for thought it's hard to talk, fuck a monologue I'll throw a tomahawk Lil bit off the top like a haircut that your mama bought I feel like i'm hot until i start to feel the permafrost Global warming not the only force of nature imma stop Life feel like a battle with b rabbit, niggas papa doc On my way to falcon but i'm flyer than a swallow so she swallowing my package I'm a hard act to follow if the next set is average I'mma complex Picasso reenactor, it's talent Or a large scale model of when you split atoms In the back of toms cabin like it's back room casting And the couch where it happens with a black ass backing up against my balls clapping She a racket ball champion I got hella followers they say i'm Charles Manson-ing Panoramic view, i'm seeing all of y'all panicking All my niggas smoking loud pack, yeah that rancid shit Cannabis is magic 'cause i swear to god it's vanishing Finger fuck and driving, babe i'll probably need my hand again Popping wheelies on my moped, i'm on shenanigans How i'm managing? man i don't know, i go to management How you handling? i guess i'm kinda understanding it Check the damages, i need something stronger than medicine Got some bones to pick but bitch i'd rather take the skeleton My room is lacking privacy, i share it with the elephant And folks love to judge me and that shit can get embarrassing Arrogant, I'm a street bred all American In the V.I.P. I am the nigga wit the rarest shit And I'm very hip like your parents is