(Verse 1: Voli)
Yeah
These are the darkest days, the light has faded
And yet the night can serve as company for the isolated
And reignite and they slept on me, then they hibernated
That split my heart into sections like it was hyphenated
Voli ollie Nouveau my brother, can't rep the crew of another
Number two on your, numero uno my number, yeah
The zero left in my savings, send me a savior, yeah
And now I'm headed to the bank, bitches, just to apply for loans
A brother know he ain't getting
I ain't embarrassed, no Biggie, I'm being frank with ‘em
That's Frank White, forget it, before your time, I'm grown
Clock is ticking, hope they watch me 'fore my time has gone
Shout to the Bean, those bombers just made em stronger
New England is in my heart, that's the place of my Alma Mater
Yah know, Back in Worcester, homie, college was so king
Lil freshman sipping that vodka inside the Poland spring
Khalifa, black and yellow brother just like a cheater
But got the white girls to love him like I was Bieber
But Jersey made him, Morris County, suburban native
Used to be timid, he thought the ghetto would surely hate him
Garden State, no watering down my taste
Spit harder, I salivate cause these artists are out of date
Pathetic, look at imposture, anything to be on the roster
Guess when you finally ball, they gone be sucking on ya
No room for friends here, wounds they'll never repair
Empty shows I perform and the fakers that never be there, ah
Rather talk about hanging with me and linking with me
But if it ain’t passion, then you ain’t speaking my language to me
Gimme Coachella and Lollapalooza, I'll be performing for the Obamas
Look, Voli's Illuminati, I'll smile at the rumors, I be producer
So every song be like Voli featuring Voli and written/produced by Voli too
Promoters shut ‘em, these management companies, they don't love ‘em
Don't wanna take a chance on a future star until a motherfucking becoming
I know they say success is relative
Lately we more like distant cousins
Huh, family reunion coming soon
Can't take no time off, my homie!
I live in summer school
And so it's fitting, I'm doing this for the daydreamers
For what we put in, it'd take a million and break even!
I let my girl see my mistress I sneak away at night with
And she OK with the cheating, she even say she like it
Those morning hours I'm loving another woman
I'm banging it loud, music my other lover, I lay her down
Talking at eagles, that flee
That one and only, that classic Nouveau, stop calling me Voli!
Let's keep it flowing, no tampon, we down to bleed
No camera, I'm out your screen, David Banner without the green
Cause I'm broke without a machine
Told Santa that I been mean, but I'm nicer than them
You spit that saran wrap, and I'm seeing
Right through you, for my nation like Zulu, shout to guru, I stand out
I masturbated my way in, fuck a hand out, do it myself

(Outro)
I kill them softly
Because my heart is made of stone
I tear them limb from limb
I'm cold, I'm the winter's own
I'm the winter's own
So don't fuck with that man!