[Verse]
Vin's back, come and join the movement
Y’all know me, I destroy the new shit
Everybody telling me the boy's improvin'
Now I’m tearin' up lanes like Joyner Lucas (Joyner)
Took a little break, I'm back and still got it
Never gotta rhyme by stacking this profit
Yeah they been shocked and mad that Vin's poppin'
I planned in advance, you planned to just gossip
Now I'm bringing a veteran team, living American dream
Never gonna fuckin' bow down and get on my knees
Bitch, you better believe clippin' the venom with ease
Put ’em on blast, now they got a vendetta with me
Gotta be the best, can’t settle with fine
I pull the word up on the mic, they develop in time
The second I rhyme, you it feel when the temperature rise
And bitch I been bringing the bars like a federal crime
Gunning for the top I come up out of the wasteland
Hit em all with lyrical bullets and make em break dance
Bringing the flame, shit, I feel like I been a caveman
If you don't rock with ’em, well fuck up outta my face then
Now they wanna give a boss advice
They lost their minds, and knowing that I maul the mic
I've been locked in the lab, making songs at night
Then cook it up for their feeds like Walter White
Made a bit of money, I need to be saving
I'm coming up and telling the team to be patient
We'd achieve greatness, please proceed hating
And come and get smoked, I keep the rotation
Vin up in the booth, but never sippin’ the purp
Cause I ain't fucking playin' like I'm injured reserve
They think I been on the curb the way I'm flipping the verbs
To keep it a hundred, when they strive, probably triple my work, come on
Never know what I'm about to do
When I been coming in with the gas and I douse the booth
Shit I came a long way from a thousand views
So give me the bottle of Moscato and a pound of shrooms
And I run it a bit faster, fuck with a sick rapper
The rhymes been sharp, I'm coming to spit daggers
The hoes going wild, I'm making 'em flip backwards
They know when I'm a Rolling Stone, no Mick Jagger
Talking about the kid, gon' change the topic
When I pull up on the mic, straight flame and toxic
Y'all things are watching while I bank deposit
Been the rap Ray Lewis, I'll invade your pocket
Coming for the crown, I plan on getting there first
When I'm bringing 'em in sick, the paramedic at work
When I run up on their tracks, in alphabetical purge
Got flames in my blood, the cavalries'll burn
You can ask my doctor why the man's a monster
Life handed me lemons, told 'em pass the vodka
While I check the mantra, live fast and prosper
Young king up in the game, Vin's rap Mufasa
Now they talk down, but know they won't hurt me
They wanna get clout, they broke and so thirsty
The venom I'm always coming with the flow so dirty
To fuck the game up and show no mercy
Y'all know but tried to play stupid
Only one path to grind and make movement
Come up in the game with fire that plays through shit
Until I get a call to sign to Strange Music
Still I'm independent with a couple of thou' man
My stock going up, while the government downgrade
And coming with foul play and murdering sound waves
And won't stop, til' these motherfuckers are outraged
And now I get up in the lab and they panic
'Cause anybody in my path will be collateral damage
I'm putting rap in the famine
And I'm coming back with a gallon of straight gas
Bringing the heat, while I'm attacking you faggots
So look, no plan, just do or die rap
I maneuver like that
Running through the right tracks
Y'all really want beef, I'ma supersize that
Let them die together with no suicide pact (Yah!)
Giving 'em all the rhythm and the right sound (Woah)
Finna catch a body when the mic's out (Yeah)
Giving 'em all the business and they pipe down
Vin up in the gym, but fuck it I'm 'bout to fight now
Y'all really don't seem surprised
Just come in and feast your eyes
Up on the plan that the team devised
And y'all about to make a beast arise
But no chance, so we finna let the weak survive
So what?