Battle Tested
Yeah, you gone start something you gotta start it right
Listen
Came to win and make hits
Yeah, yeah
VLP listen
They think this some fly shit
Really, bottom line is I am him and you not it
Money rolling never fold in my pockets
Check the options
So many of em, so pretty gorgeous
Her toes white like my writing, all them thangs flawless
Got me foolin wit the flicka like da goat New Orleans
I was taught to live life alive like it's golden
Waking up to supreme math and God Goldin
God Gracious and Delight lite on my shoulders
Gym sessions for the strength to clear mental focus
Meal prepped just bring it over
Up on this side we are dem guys
DM shorty hey she send me back some heart eyes
I ask her what's the vibes what you on see me tonight
Last thing I'm chasing is a racing feeling though
Bank account set up for I profit millions yo
Only way to step is big stepping, killing foes
Turn up ya hustle be the business bro
Working overtime get ya check everyday
Holiday pay great, but you working late
Once you get off, hit my line I'll remind you'll get off again
And again then again you know what I'm saying
Super Saiyan and it ain't a secret, unlike Santa man I deliver every season
Gotta be the reason why they lining up on nights
Stars in alignment, next the Phantom truck right
Counting bands, bandaging it wit the bands tight
Cause it's so much
I am too tough
This ain't no luck
Come from preparation, clean presentation, smoking on Jamaican green like I'm kin to Marley
Prince Michael Ye Drizzy all em
Get to fiddling like a martyr
On some simple shit e-commerce
Yeah I'm getting rich how to barter
Been my own barber
And my own therapist relinquishing bad habits from my father, no longer harbor
Still him still Aquarius to the soul
Got quiet gone ghost getting ready for
The winter coming
Let me say that shit again yeah the winner summoned
I became someone
All the shorties love
Niggas respect, and if they don't it don't matter they bitches get wet
Hit wit a tech not me I'm moving like Ali
Kyrie not kylie, but the bank account similar prolly
Send the beat, if ya get a verse luxury profits
I'm the God and prophet
Never running from no challenge
Back in VA, back on balance the 4 is my home
End of a chapter, graduated in Rome
Been in the rafters
Asthma attacking these rappers, I'm in the zone
Want a feature, send the deets to the label and gold
Need a breather for a second dawg way I be flown
Yeah, yeah, yeah you know the code
Yeah, yeah yeah you know the road life
I show up for all the fans on cold nights
Before the bands, yeah the ones my hands write
The handle is tight
I'm gripping the throne and gripping her throat
I'm deep in the womb
I love me alone but she got me enthralled
tryna enchantment me to slide the rubber and panties off
Slide them shits to the side
She see a star, girl I'm a superstar
Look in my eyes, seeing my future now
Long as I'm whipping a car, I'm it forever bars selling in broad
Pull up and park, purchase the art
Pull ya out of the dark, spilling my heart
Listen
Came to win and make hits
Yeah, yeah
VLP listen
They think this some fly shit
Really, bottom line is I am him and you not it
Money rolling never fold in my pockets
Check the options
So many of em, so pretty gorgeous
Her toes white like my writing, all them thangs flawless
Got me foolin wit the flicka like da goat New Orleans
I was taught to live life alive like it's golden
Waking up to supreme math and God Goldin
God Gracious and Delight lite on my shoulders
Gym sessions for the strength to clear mental focus
Meal prepped just bring it over
Up on this side we are dem guys
DM shorty hey she send me back some heart eyes
I ask her what's the vibes what you on see me tonight
Last thing I'm chasing is a racing feeling though
Bank account set up for I profit millions yo
Only way to step is big stepping, killing foes
Turn up ya hustle be the business bro
Working overtime get ya check everyday
Holiday pay great, but you working late
Once you get off, hit my line I'll remind you'll get off again
And again then again you know what I'm saying
Super Saiyan and it ain't a secret, unlike Santa man I deliver every season
Gotta be the reason why they lining up on nights
Stars in alignment, next the Phantom truck right
Counting bands, bandaging it wit the bands tight
Cause it's so much
I am too tough
This ain't no luck
Come from preparation, clean presentation, smoking on Jamaican green like I'm kin to Marley
Prince Michael Ye Drizzy all em
Get to fiddling like a martyr
On some simple shit e-commerce
Yeah I'm getting rich how to barter
Been my own barber
And my own therapist relinquishing bad habits from my father, no longer harbor
Still him still Aquarius to the soul
Got quiet gone ghost getting ready for
The winter coming
Let me say that shit again yeah the winner summoned
I became someone
All the shorties love
Niggas respect, and if they don't it don't matter they bitches get wet
Hit wit a tech not me I'm moving like Ali
Kyrie not kylie, but the bank account similar prolly
Send the beat, if ya get a verse luxury profits
I'm the God and prophet
Never running from no challenge
Back in VA, back on balance the 4 is my home
End of a chapter, graduated in Rome
Been in the rafters
Asthma attacking these rappers, I'm in the zone
Want a feature, send the deets to the label and gold
Need a breather for a second dawg way I be flown
Yeah, yeah, yeah you know the code
Yeah, yeah yeah you know the road life
I show up for all the fans on cold nights
Before the bands, yeah the ones my hands write
The handle is tight
I'm gripping the throne and gripping her throat
I'm deep in the womb
I love me alone but she got me enthralled
tryna enchantment me to slide the rubber and panties off
Slide them shits to the side
She see a star, girl I'm a superstar
Look in my eyes, seeing my future now
Long as I'm whipping a car, I'm it forever bars selling in broad
Pull up and park, purchase the art
Pull ya out of the dark, spilling my heart
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Writer(s): Victory Harrison
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