[Verse 1 - Vic Back on top, I been through more than you can imagine Flew higher than most, I'm traveling Been that you never been twice all around the world, I'm victory lapping How did it happen? How did it happen? Stay focused with a lot of I was packs like I manufacture Used to move the product, I'm the product of that shit Killa Cam taught me keep calm pressure Mom told me keep trouble, huh, as if I was tryna a little money on my own Graduating an eighth to a zone, now I'm grown Sixteen, started writing Late night candle light, making sure the pen was Shootouts outside the I was in the hood you was playing Yu-Gi-Oh! I stopped dealing, it wasn't in the cards When I got robbed in a car by this with his baby momma, he was tryna cut my price If you hearing this song, just know I'm shitting on life Give it to twice, shitting on your life You still wearing wife beaters, on your wife She hit me today but I hit it at the But I even want it man, I ain't even frontin' man Ask Halsted, the streets know Since big with the Don King flow in the jungle, Ali 'fro Ali Baba, international Six some summers I've been out repping 773 312 You ain't really from the don't rep it You ain't really the city don't rep it
[Verse 2 - Purp] things first I'm back at it and back in it Kick my lean habit, quit the ad-libbing Niggas be back-packing, this ain't no shit Every boom bag I had had in it Let them boys keep the attention, glorifying all of the horror we get left with Four or five niggas be bending in your section all types of foreigns, we misdirected And I'm supposed to sit by watching my young die while all you young niggas lie? I've heard your fairy tales about a different times Give my brother forty five it's like a on my mind west side niggas keep a hundred on the nine And I ride five with a hundred on my side 360 on my wrist with my bitch in the And she know I keep it 100, 169, [Verse 3 - Vic I'm a South prince Prince at first get my revenue rinsed Benjamin Franklins in the RP, Killa Cam, rocking all Tenth grade styling niggas thought shit was gay Pause, fast forward, now they the same wave jeans, Billie Jean, been a don Squad like United Colors of Benetton
[Verse 4 - Purp] Been a dream, been a king, Been a god, a man, nigga Bending corners counting Ben and Jerry ass nigga than some cinnamon Ice cream sneakers, color as the paint job And the same color as a ring pop I was hoes wearing Phat Farm tank tops First we get em in, get the number, then we get all I just fucked your bitch with my Gucci house on
[Verse 5 - Vic Sorry I even really mean to offend y'all (right) But my girl's skin than my rims are (yeah) Purp so much weight he need a trim spa (true) We be hanging like Steph Curry's mouth (yeah) Jake Gyllenhaal and I box I should beef with Diddy, we the Outlawz But desperate [?] put me on the PJ Me and making bands since Kids These Days
6 - Joey Purp] But these days we still running it like I was making plays on phones that's pre-paid Ape tees with the Bathing Ape key chain Straight the back - uh
[Verse 7 - Vic Mensa, Joey Purp, and My new girl work at the Cheesecake, working on a from Northwestern Told her study this D, the girl a lesson Why they still out here wearing Work the block, niggas undercover serving and under pressure, under fear of getting shot And the murder rate than Doctor Jay's socks Purp be the Pusha Man, to Nate Fox And nigga Vic be the fireman, keeping hot! Frost in the zip lock, dodging dick cops Bout to go and take a trip huh, with my huh Tryna make her do a trick huh on the huh Purple!