Triumph

Lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen [Verse 1] I ain't tryna be politically correct But I won't rest till I'm given my respect And my vision isn't set on the money I get But more or less the vets, I'm comin' for y'all neck I ain't jealous or vex, just feelin' how you felt when you came More or less, change is imminent I ask Mr. West for a lil bit of help Realized us new niggas gotta get it ourself So I dreamed of presentin' myself And the only thing I fear is Iovine's shelf The cocky, liveliest for nobody Book so many bitches should've been a cum laude Fuck the comradery with B rate artists I'm ballin' you niggas is Arliss so watch this Always knew where the pot was With no receivers had the pickin of a option Tommie Frazier on the motherfuckin' one or two's Or Michael Vick if ya'll bark nigga y'all through [Verse 2] Yea, 25, 25, 25 can I get 30 my side jones is fat and my freak jones is purdy Why? Cause I Mac like Bernie and she swallow everything like Kirby Not Puckett but I hit it then I duck a bitch And older women put a nigga on their Bucket list Me against you the movie of the year Cause you slum dawg and I'm the millionaire Their buzz internet and mine's inter-national with a National's fitted cap I know they suck I'm just showing you where my city's at Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad But since Mark put a nigga on that lily track I had the British shows talkin bout bring him back But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that Cause I been drinkin till the point that I'm a dizzy rap Scab, fix up look shop joe Cause I'ma look that part until I'm all broke, yea