You ain’t visionary, till yo ass is dead and buried
They won’t get the vision, till yo ass ain’t even livin
They don't get the Villin, paved my way Don’t try to fit in
They show me the hate but all the love it just be hidden
Try to reach tomorrow cause the futures never written
Had make to make a stand, won’t make no waves If I’m just sittin
Ten toes to the ground, Won’t make no plays if I’m just trippin
Got it off the face I say no words
I’m just different

Realist when I spit it
(When I spit it)
Yeah I always been authentic
(Yeah I always been authentic)

Money was the mission
Yeah I always been prophetic
(Yeah I always been prophetic bitch)

Cash was the mission
Stacks was the motive
Fame feelin different
Now everybody notice
Had to grab the vision
I see it how I wrote it
Had to be a G-O-A-T
Now I’m goated
Had two 3 peats, I’m elite, coppin VV’s
These not no SI
I’m the young V
Cash stacked on swole, Get the Dough
Still gon glow
So many hoes
They switchin places
Too many presidents
They switchin faces
Switched up my residence
My neighbors racist
Bought a new whip
The old one the latest
Got too many ops
Including the haters
I’m after my dreams
I live in a seam
You average I’m mean
My vision is greatness

My motivation is pivotal
Testing endurance, my mission elliptical
Spreading that karma, because it’s reciprocal