Selfish Intent.

Ayo we finna get this shit bro this is VV I L D
You can call me V you can call me Double V
You can call me Jo-Jo you can call me JC
You can call me Santiago you can call me Crazy
I don't give a fuck this this this that shit right here (Yeah yeah)

Ain't no hooks on this beat man I'm rapping like I'm still on the streets
This ain't living on the beach my feet exclusive to concrete
These rappers beyond meat I'm beyond beef chop chop
Cause I'm the motherfucking high chief
That's Peter Maivia I see her delete her see
Peter picked up the motherfucking pepper Double V with the heater
Like Nasir with the fucking ether
Stay clear of the fucking reaper in my mind ain't no balance
That totter goin fucking teeter fuck Thanos
You already know Eminem infinite number of flows
Hold up I keep talking shit but nobody listens to it so I gotta open up ears
7 Years I've been doing this a sour taste in my mouth
7 Years I've been chewing it
Medusa stone cold mentality my medulla stunned em
And send em far like they got hit with that bazooka
I ain't looking for drip fuck that shit bitch I'm finna split
I'm out here to make waves until I'm that big kahuna
I tried to work a regular 9 to 5
But sometimes I wanna buy a 9 put 5 bullets in that bitch
Roll up on a prick and just get live
Uh I know some of yall are surprised that I think about this shit all the time
But it feels like I ain't got no time and pretty soon I'm gonna fucking die
I just wanna be the good guy but I can no longer lie I keep being nice
And then I get fucked over 1 time 2 times 3 times 4 times now I see the pattern
I'm done being nice I'm done being chill
I'm taking my life in my motherfucking hands and my guts I will spill
I want my selfish era walk around like I'm the G.O.A.T
I wanna gloat I wanna be that rich
Son of a bitch with the big ass house and the big ass boat I want the wealth
I want the fame want the fucking respect I don't want to people to know me
Just cause I made the theme of the Truly Blessed
Hold my Grammy next to his title hold my gold with his gold
I'm sick of being in the background force myself in the fold
I'm making these rappers fold
In the name of the greats the new and the old I'm Puerto Rican and Cuban
That means I'm half Big Pun and half Fat Joe (Yeah)
They used to bat they eye I'm at bat with guys
Who ain't lived through the darkest nights
Where like a bat in the night I fly with that 20/20 sight bitch I run my own shit
Give em a run for they money on the run from my past
Since young kept the engine running
So I got a clear run to the top nobody stopping
Nobody coming for me break the limits
Breaking news no breaks cause can't nobody make
What I fucking make and if you got a problem
Little bitch pump yo breaks this my take nobody has
What it fucking takes to take my fucking plate
I'm at the plate grand slam plate me
My fucking eggs sausage bacon and pancakes fuck
Oh this is fun it took a turn turn around see the fire burn
As it spreads as I write and the pages turn
Bitch it's my turn shut the fuck up
Don't start speaking out of turn bitch I've earned
A fucking chance to take my crown
Before I go in the ground or they put my ashes in a fucking urn
Yeah bitch I'm a writer my pen is dope it's dope in my pen
I don't mean my vape
Cause I know in some places for dope
You go in the pen but my Penn State
I ain't getting locked up for 30 I'll be a legend
Instead you either kissing the ground
Or at minimum bowing your head (Here's a story)
One lonely day in Carteret I'm walking down Chrome all alone
So I got my head down
Bumping J. Cole in my fucking headphones
Tryna be quick cause my homie's house is
All the way at the end of the road this bar is easy
But by then had enough chrome on my fucking dome
I'll take advantage of my opportunity
Make it out of my fucking community instead of living dangerous
And suspenseful put down the .45 and picked up a fucking pencil
Killing everybody with these fucking words
It's coming straight from my mental I'd rather die young at the top
Then live to be wasted potential

This is real Hip-Hop bitch