Vertical VIC MENSA

[Hook: Vic Mensa]

10 toes on the ground
Paper chasing I been running
841,000 black men in prison right now
I gotta go and get this money
So we all be straight
I'm going Vertical
Everything up, up, up
And I'm down for my niggas yeah
Straight up that's vertical
You know how we hang, hang tough
Gang Shit

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]

Lane switch, lane switch, with the paint drip
Double cup and that gas, that propane shit
Fire burning through my veins, drinking tiger blood
Bitch I feel like Charlie Sheen, fucking them tires up
Feed the streets they getting hungry, like where the album at?
They want that shit any means necessary, Malcolm X
Savemoney Malcolm X, and my team's necessary
That's my true religion, fuck your genes it's hereditary
Shooters in them [?] with the secretary
Monica Lewinski on the Bible (Good Mother Mary)
I'm calling out to God, "It's me, Vic, can you hear me?
Please Lord protect me from this jealousy and envy"
And all these sirens in the streets they trying to tempt me
They wanna turn me to the beast you know that's in me
That's Pandora's Box, I don't give a fuck bitch call the cops
I don't give a fuck, fuck all the ops
Bitch I'm more than alive, I'm immortalized