[Verse 1]
Since life is a movie I'm making me own action
The young black Jason Statham with no accent
I'm stacking it till the day my tax bracket switch up
And even after that I'll still hustle till my grip up
All that beefing shit brah bound to get you hit up
Five niggas strapped on the back of a pickup itching to get ya
Faces all looking like they sniffed a whole brick up
Stop your breath like a hiccup
Refrigerator magnet with the racket this a stickup
Plus I’m Greg Maddux with the sales get my pitch up
They keep on acting like you never get the picture
Brag on what you got it get you shot like liquor
I'm ground breaking nine point five on a Richter
You sound snakey I don’t even wanna deal with ya
I'm bobbing to the beat got me coursing in this track
And you know I'm getting down so I’m torturing the rap
It's V
[Hook]
Problem with the pen, Genius in the booth
Fire on a beat, You Know What I Do
Push it in the street, Then get it to you
Play it in the club, You Know What I Do
Corporate in the game, Set video shoots
Put you in the public eye, You Know What I Do
Bump it in my car let everybody know its you
You ain't gotta say a word my nigga, You Know What I Do
[Verse 2]
I’m just playing with these shapes aiming for the stars
Squares in my circle hell to the naw
I put lines on segments a TV freely
I'm a ray of light that shine with no bling bling
Those ain't diamonds a chain full of rhombuses
Two states from the pentagon where you find me at
We can take it to the octagon with this rhyming shit
I been rhyming since Good Times came on at nine PM
Since high top fades with parallelograms
Get the messages former life I was telegram
Well enhanced labels couldn’t find a better man
Better plans turn seven dollars to seven grand
I server can't’s and set up camp where you never can
A humble champ like Snipes in Undisputed damn
I'm coming at your neck
Got the knife out so you can feel the Butter Fly Effect
It's V
[Hook]
Problem with the pen, Genius in the booth
Fire on a beat, You Know What I Do
Push it in the street, Then get it to you
Play it in the club, You Know What I Do
Corporate in the game, Set video shoots
Put you in the public eye, You Know What I Do
Bump it in my car let everybody know its you
You ain't gotta say a word my nigga, You Know What I Do
Marvelous marvelous excellent
Hey Donnie, I think I need to go
Acapella on this one what you think?
Aight I'm wit it
[Verse 3]
V-Dash I'm flawed but I work hard
Heat rash my bars leave skin scarred
E-Class I never had but I'm the man
When it comes down to spitting them bars
You looking at vet in the flesh
Payed debts for my reckless past
But I got one hell of future floodlights
Cover up my path and I'm like
Thank God for that once was lost now I’m found
Wore the same 3 outfits all year round
Cut the radio up and then I fell down
Cuz they wasn't saying nothing to make your boy proud
So I got up out my misery got up on my grizzley
Streets was really missing V
But I remained a mystery
As bad as I wanted to drop a album
Hard representing me
The Lord was saying yeah no it's not the time yet
To go make history
Shit was pissing me off
Why I let it get to me
These skinny jeans bubblegum rappers are all offending me
So lyrically I shut em down like Busta Rhymes pumpkin time
Better get a Clue Colonel Mustard time
Ratchet in the ballroom problem solved