[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
Back on top, I been through more lows than you can imagine
Flew higher than most, I'm always traveling
Been places that you never been twice
Went in all around the world, I'm victory lapping
How did it happen? How did it happen?
Stay focused with a lot of distractions
I was shipping packs like I manufacture
Used to move the product, I'm still a product of that shit
Killa Cam taught me keep calm under pressure
Moms told me keep outta trouble, huh, as if
I was tryna make a little money on my own
Graduated from an eighth to a zone, now I'm grown
Sixteen, started writing sixteens
Late night candle light, making sure the pen was right
Shootouts outside the studio
I was in the hood when you was playing Yu-Gi-Oh!
I stopped dealing dope, it just wasn't in the cards
When I got robbed in a car by this nigga with his baby momma, he was tryna cut my price
If you hearing this song, just know I'm shitting on your life
Give it to them twice, shitting on your life
You still wearing wife beaters, hitting on your wife
If she hit me today, bet I hit her in the night
But I don't even want it man, I ain't even frontin' man
Ask Mikkey Halsted, the streets know
Since little Vic with the Don King fro
Rumble in the jungle, Ali flow
Ali Baba, international commas
Six some summers I've been out here repping
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You ain't really from the city don't rep it
You ain't really from the city don't rep it
Back on top, I been through more lows than you can imagine
Flew higher than most, I'm always traveling
Been places that you never been twice
Went in all around the world, I'm victory lapping
How did it happen? How did it happen?
Stay focused with a lot of distractions
I was shipping packs like I manufacture
Used to move the product, I'm still a product of that shit
Killa Cam taught me keep calm under pressure
Moms told me keep outta trouble, huh, as if
I was tryna make a little money on my own
Graduated from an eighth to a zone, now I'm grown
Sixteen, started writing sixteens
Late night candle light, making sure the pen was right
Shootouts outside the studio
I was in the hood when you was playing Yu-Gi-Oh!
I stopped dealing dope, it just wasn't in the cards
When I got robbed in a car by this nigga with his baby momma, he was tryna cut my price
If you hearing this song, just know I'm shitting on your life
Give it to them twice, shitting on your life
You still wearing wife beaters, hitting on your wife
If she hit me today, bet I hit her in the night
But I don't even want it man, I ain't even frontin' man
Ask Mikkey Halsted, the streets know
Since little Vic with the Don King fro
Rumble in the jungle, Ali flow
Ali Baba, international commas
Six some summers I've been out here repping
773 312 section
You ain't really from the city don't rep it
You ain't really from the city don't rep it
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