$WISH (feat. G-Eazy & Chance the Rapper) - VIC MENSA

I hear a lot about sinners Don't think that I'll be a saint But I might go down to the river 'Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch Yeah, it's makin' me say The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy Oh God Runnin' to the altar like a track star Can't wait another second 'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy I don't do well with the drama And no, I can't stand it bein' fake No, no, no, no, no, no-no-no I don't believe in nirvana 'Cause the way that we love in the night gave me life Baby, I can't explain The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (Yes, oh God) Oh God Runnin' to the altar like a track star Can't wait another second The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy They say we're too young and The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'" Wise men say, "Fools rush in" But I don't know (ah-ah, ah, ah) They say we're too young and The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'" Wise men say, "Fools rush in" But I don't know The first step pleases the Father Might be the hardest to take But when you come out of the water I'm a believer, my heart is fleshy Life is short with a temper like Joe Pesci They wanna come and sing Your praises, Your name is catchy But they don't see you how I see you, Parlay and Desi Cross, Tween, Tween, Hesi' hit the jet speed If they get messy, go lefty, like Lionel Messi Let's take a trip and get the Vespas or rent a jet-ski I know the spots that got the best weed, we goin' next week I wanna honor, wanna honor You I'm my father's child I know when the son takes the first steps, the Father's proud If you make it to the water, He will part the clouds I know He made you a snack like Oscar Proud Suffer it to be, so now gotta clean it up Formalize the union, in communion He can trust I know I ain't leavin' you like I know He ain't leavin' us I know we believe in God, and I know God believes in us The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me (It feels so) feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (it feels so) It feels so holy

Want to hear all their preaching, man, look It's a difference between preaching and speaking from experience (we give 'em hope) We the one's moving around them trenches man (we give 'em hope) I got them niggas woke, man (we give 'em hope) I give them niggas hope, man (we are the hope) Make sure you tell them (tell 'em) Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) We live in the days where niggas do shit without even thinking about it (thinking about it) But who am I to talk? Blew 50k without thinking about it (thinking about it) Beefin' with niggas about shit so stupid, we shouldn't be beefing about it If you in high school, I encourage you, go try to make it to college (go try to make it) Got niggas in prison Your body locked up, don't let your mind be Daydream, make a plan, write it out, don't forget that your mind free Don't let that wasted time be a waste of time, that's how niggas get back in chains Bro only 5'8" but he run up and bang on you like he 'Bron James Fuckin' up the money, steady buying chains (buying chains) But this what I wanted Bust down Rollie, AP, shit feel good and look good, don't it? I got the ball, got hit, fumbled Picked it back up, scored six on 'em Did a field goal with the Louis kicks on 'em Said I would lose, got the win on 'em like Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) I'm in the trenches (I'm in the trenches) I give 'em hope (hope, hope) I get 'em books (I get 'em books) I get 'em coats (coats, coats) They fuck with the kid (fuck with the kid) I'm the adult Bitch, I'm the father figure, nigga the coach Fuck a result, I want revolt You want the bow ties, well, you need a co-sign And I'm at your bowtie, since you let Bettie Jones die Gotta go hit up COPA, then I go hit the folks (huh) Then I go hit up Sosa, gotta hitcha from both sides Get the Zulu and Xhosa and I gotta ride shotgun Ain't no fun when you ghost ride, tell the mayor I'm gon' slide And the city my co-pilot, nothin' but a lil' more mileage You don't want the type of smoke I lift (huh! Huh!) Shake this bitch open with both eyelids Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope)

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

Can you wait for me baby You the only one on my mind Summer nights don't cold as winter When you're not by my side I don't care if I look crazy Nevermind who's been in your bed Do what you like what's your body I live in your head I-I-I ye-e-eah That's some that's real as rain That's some that's real as rain Put it on me You talk too much, I can't even explain I can't even, it's something metaphysical I can't even explain it, I never go explain I know you feel I'm true I can't even explain it, I never go explain I'm just feelin' right Can you let down your armor I know it's to guard your heart Made a fight for you like soldier You're a prisoner of war Lay my cards on the table I hear love is a losing game May I shoot my shot Never go explain I-I-I ye-e-eah That's some that's built to last That's some that's built to last Baby, I don't need it to make sense I can't even explain I can't even, it's something metaphysical I can't even explain it, I never go explain I know you feel I'm true I can't even explain it, I never go explain I been, I been here, you been near But I'm always there Let me know if you get this Loving you from a distance Let me know if you hit it I don't care if you hit it Come alive when you get not their I miss me through your window I can't even explain it, I never go explain it I can't even explain it, I never go explain I'm just feelin' right