[Verse 1 - Vic Back on top, I been through more lows you can imagine Flew higher most, I'm always traveling Been places that you been twice Went all the world, I'm victory lapping How did it happen? How did it happen? focused with a lot of distractions I was shipping packs like I Used to move the product, I'm still the product of shit Killa Cam taught me keep calm under Mom told me keep trouble, huh, as if I was make a little money on my own Graduating from an eighth to a zone, now I'm Sixteen, started writing Late night candle light, sure the pen was right Shootouts the studio I was in the when you was playing Yu-Gi-Oh! I stopped dealing, it just in the cards When I got in a car by this nigga with his baby momma, he was tryna cut my price If you hearing this song, know I'm shitting on your life Give it to them twice, on your life You still wearing wife beaters, hitting on wife She hit me today but I hit it at the But I don't even want it man, I even frontin' man Ask Mikkey Halsted, the know Since little big the Don King flow Rumble in the jungle, Ali Ali Baba, commas Six some summers been out here repping 773 312 You ain't really from the city rep it You really from the city don't rep it
2 - Joey Purp] First things I'm back at it and back in it Kick my lean habit, with the ad-libbing be back-packing, this ain't no back-pack shit Every bag I had had pounds in it Let them boys keep the attention, glorifying all of the horror stories we get left Four or five niggas be bending corners in your Ghost-riding all types of foreigns, we And I'm supposed to sit by watching my young niggas die all you young niggas lie? I've your fairy tales about a hundred different times Give my brother forty it's like a hundred on my mind Only west side niggas a hundred on the nine And I ride forty five with a hundred on my 360 on my wrist with my bitch in the And she know I it 100, 169, yeah [Verse 3 - Vic I'm a Side prince Prince at first avenue get my rinsed Benjamin Franklins in the RP, Killa Cam, all pink Tenth grade styling niggas thought shit was gay Pause, fast forward, now ride the same wave jeans, Billie Jean, been a don Squad look United Colors of Benetton
[Verse 4 - Joey Been a dream, been a king, a god, been a man, nigga Bending corners counting Ben and ass nigga sweeter than some cinnamon Ice cream sneakers, same as the paint job And the inside color as a ring pop I was pulling wearing Phat Farm tank tops we get em in, get the number, then we get them all I just fucked your bitch with my Gucci slippers on
5 - Vic Mensa] Sorry I even really mean to offend y'all (right) But my girl's skin darker my rims are (yeah) Purp so much weight he need a trim spa (true) We be hanging Steph Curry's mouth guard (yeah) Jake Gyllenhaal and I box I should beef with Diddy, we the Outlawz But [?] put me on the first PJ Me and Joey making bands since Kids Days
[Verse 6 - Joey But these days we still running it relays I was making plays on flip phones pre-paid Bathing Ape tees with the Bathing Ape key Straight the back - uh
7 - Vic Mensa, Joey Purp, and both] My new girl work at the Cheesecake, working on a degree from Told her this D, teach the girl a lesson Why they still out wearing Birkenstocks the block, niggas undercover serving cops Underpaid and under pressure, under of getting shot And the murder rate higher Doctor Jay's socks Purp be the Man, word to Nate Fox And nigga Vic be the fireman, keeping hot! Jack Frost in the zip lock, dodging cops Bout to go and take a trip huh, with my huh Tryna make her do a huh on the dick huh Purple!