[Verse 1 - Vic Back on top, I been through more than you can imagine higher than most, I'm always traveling Been places that you never twice all around the world, I'm victory lapping How did it happen? How did it happen? focused with a lot of distractions I was shipping packs I manufacture Used to move the product, I'm still the product of that Killa Cam taught me calm under pressure 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 outside the I was in the hood when you was 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 I'm shitting on your life Give it to them twice, on your life You still wearing beaters, hitting on your wife She hit me today but I hit it at the But I don't even want it man, I ain't frontin' man Ask Mikkey Halsted, the streets little big with the Don King flow Rumble in the jungle, Ali Ali Baba, commas Six some summers been out here repping 773 312 You really from the city don't rep it You ain't 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, quit the ad-libbing Niggas be back-packing, this no back-pack shit Every boom bag I had had in it Let them boys keep the attention, glorifying all of the stories we get left with Four or five be bending corners in your section Ghost-riding all of foreigns, we misdirected And I'm supposed to sit by watching my young niggas die while all you young lie? I've heard fairy tales about a hundred different times Give my brother forty five it's a hundred on my mind Only west niggas keep a hundred on the nine And I ride forty five with a on my side 360 on my with my bitch in the bedroom And she know I keep it 100, 169, 3 - Vic Mensa] I'm a South Side Prince at first avenue get my revenue Benjamin in the sink RP, Killa Cam, rocking all Tenth styling niggas thought that shit was gay Pause, forward, now they ride the same wave Skinny jeans, Billie Jean, a don look like United Colors of Benetton
[Verse 4 - Joey Been a dream, a king, nigga Been a god, been a man, corners counting Benjamins Ben and Jerry ass nigga sweeter than cinnamon Ice sneakers, same color as the paint job And the inside same 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 with my Gucci house slippers on
[Verse 5 - Vic Sorry I ain't even mean to offend y'all (right) But my skin darker 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 and I box Southpaw I should prolly beef Diddy, we the Outlawz But desperate [?] put me on the PJ Me and Joey making bands Kids These Days
6 - Joey Purp] But these days we still it like relays I was making plays on flip phones pre-paid Ape tees with the Bathing Ape key chain Straight the back - uh
[Verse 7 - Vic Mensa, Purp, and both] My new girl work at the Cheesecake, working on a from Northwestern Told her study this D, the girl a lesson Why still out here wearing Birkenstocks Work the block, 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 dick to go and take a trip huh, with my bitch huh Tryna make her do a trick huh on the huh Purple!