Victory
Yeah
It's A on the beat
Tryna get paid when layin' the heat
Niggas be fake, and cray to the z
They gon' spray with a Gauge or a 'K in the street
Feelin' self hate with rage, and it seems
If he got a different color, we gon' blaze at his tee
Back in the day, we were slaves, feelin' weak
Now they put us in a cage, and we lay in defeat
Tell me, what you rappin' fo'?
The stacks of dough? The fashion clothes?
The ratchet hos? The packs of smoke?
Dirty money just makes blacker souls, look
If all you care 'bout is the money
And makin' it rain, then you'll never see sunny
No it ain't funny, our stomachs would growl like a wolf
And our pockets were full of dust bunnies
I do it for the niggas in the back block, sellin' crack rock
Puttin' bread in their black socks
Don't do it for the haves, but the have nots
Tryna get the bag, but see that is a sad plot
I do it for the girls in the world, want pearls and the curls
And are thinkin' 'bout ass shots
Love yourself, love your skin, love your hair
You can't fold like a laptop
And we see the popo make the Gat pop
And they talkin' ' bout Blue Lives Matter
Stupid chatter, cops feel pissed off
Then he'll go and shoot your bladder
I'm tryna make history
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Obstacles can't get to me
I'm tryna get that victory
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Yeah
What you know about fightin' them demons?
You takin' an L, you're livin' in hell
And you don't even know the reason
You wishin' that you weren't breathin'
Trying to look for a purpose in life
You don't even know the reason
Tryin' your best to beat all the odds
But you don't know if you can even
My brothers burned the ganja
While my mom put sage to burn
I remember seein' turn tables
That's when tables turned
My brothers played The Firm
Fell in love with Hip-Hop
Then made a pit stop, it felt great to learn
Head got changed like a straight new perm
Mom ain't have hope no mo'
Told her I don't wanna be broke no mo' (No mo')
This shit ain't a joke no mo'
My niggas don't sell dope no mo' (No mo')
So we gon we be grindin' and climbin' with diamonds
We shinin' like stars in alignment
Getting a Rollie, you not on my timin'
See me and Josh the new Brooklyn's finest
All of my niggas, we gon' be victorious
Stand on the top and we're lookin' so glorious
R.I.P B.I.G, feelin' notorious
Shout out to Steph, 'cause you know we some warriors
I'm tryna make history
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Obstacles can't get to me
I'm tryna get that victory
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Yeah
It's Lau
It's A on the beat
Tryna get paid when layin' the heat
Niggas be fake, and cray to the z
They gon' spray with a Gauge or a 'K in the street
Feelin' self hate with rage, and it seems
If he got a different color, we gon' blaze at his tee
Back in the day, we were slaves, feelin' weak
Now they put us in a cage, and we lay in defeat
Tell me, what you rappin' fo'?
The stacks of dough? The fashion clothes?
The ratchet hos? The packs of smoke?
Dirty money just makes blacker souls, look
If all you care 'bout is the money
And makin' it rain, then you'll never see sunny
No it ain't funny, our stomachs would growl like a wolf
And our pockets were full of dust bunnies
I do it for the niggas in the back block, sellin' crack rock
Puttin' bread in their black socks
Don't do it for the haves, but the have nots
Tryna get the bag, but see that is a sad plot
I do it for the girls in the world, want pearls and the curls
And are thinkin' 'bout ass shots
Love yourself, love your skin, love your hair
You can't fold like a laptop
And we see the popo make the Gat pop
And they talkin' ' bout Blue Lives Matter
Stupid chatter, cops feel pissed off
Then he'll go and shoot your bladder
I'm tryna make history
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Obstacles can't get to me
I'm tryna get that victory
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Yeah
What you know about fightin' them demons?
You takin' an L, you're livin' in hell
And you don't even know the reason
You wishin' that you weren't breathin'
Trying to look for a purpose in life
You don't even know the reason
Tryin' your best to beat all the odds
But you don't know if you can even
My brothers burned the ganja
While my mom put sage to burn
I remember seein' turn tables
That's when tables turned
My brothers played The Firm
Fell in love with Hip-Hop
Then made a pit stop, it felt great to learn
Head got changed like a straight new perm
Mom ain't have hope no mo'
Told her I don't wanna be broke no mo' (No mo')
This shit ain't a joke no mo'
My niggas don't sell dope no mo' (No mo')
So we gon we be grindin' and climbin' with diamonds
We shinin' like stars in alignment
Getting a Rollie, you not on my timin'
See me and Josh the new Brooklyn's finest
All of my niggas, we gon' be victorious
Stand on the top and we're lookin' so glorious
R.I.P B.I.G, feelin' notorious
Shout out to Steph, 'cause you know we some warriors
I'm tryna make history
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Obstacles can't get to me
I'm tryna get that victory
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
I'm on the move, tryna get the cheese
Tryna stop us, but it ain't shit to me
Victory, victory
We gon' see that victory
Life is all just a mystery
But a young nigga tryna make history
Yeah
It's Lau
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Writer(s): Laurent Cayemitte
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