Psychological

Uh, uh, uh, yeah, V's up mothafucker what it is Visionary we taking over the whole biz All over your city like we in the blow biz Never go Hollywood even though we in show biz Baby girl, I just wanna give it to you like you never had it When it comes to music I'm an addict A killer, ain't none other iller for realler that's word to Dilla Rest in peace the best with beats And I'm 'bout to bring the heat like 5-O Cutting records when I'm out in cabo Logic got more verses than the bible I'm liable to murder anybody that pretend to be a contender There's no better than us, the second we bust their guts, you'll thrust but we get it in Cutting records like a dividend, you can kill me but my music it will live again Rattpack, six months on the track GRVTY on the visual, so you know its a rap I murder, bringing shit that you ain't never heard of I'm goin in raw no contraception, Red Dead Redemption, no need to mention I'mma, murder the beat, homie word on the street, you a bitch I plan to get rich cause my mixtape sound like an album, your mixtape sound like shit I don't give a damn, I am not cocky I am balboa even when the road is rocky Chillin' at MOCO, ya you know I gotta go, West Deer Park where I started ten years ago Every time I see a hater they wanna get physical Why? Cause when they girl see me we get physical When it comes to women, I'm a mac you're a dell Pick up the mic and I shall prevail When the tide is high and the lights are low, you feel like there's no where to go And when the stars align and the sky explodes, I'll be there, of this I know And when the tide is high and the lights are low, you feel like there's no where to go And when the stars align and the sky explodes, I'll be there, of this I know When the star, is high, so high And when the stars align, and the sky explodes I'll be there Right there And I ain't going no where And when the star, is high, so high And when the stars align and the sky explodes