Veni Vidi Vici

Verse 1:
? What’s the motto?
Holy ghosts, I’m rap’s apostle
Squad looks like we hit the lotto
I’m the one, Young Kemosabo
She a thot, no she a mouthful
We on top, we head honcho
Fall in line and bring your poncho
Leave you layin' horizontal
Fight, ride, heel, die
Drink, dab, smoke, ride
Make a million dollars
Bring your whole crew to the other side
Life on the line, don’t blow it
Aim down sight , keep focused
Come in my house then I blow your brains out
Okay, I’m reloaded
I’m up in the zone, stuffin' a cone
She rollin’ that body, don’t do it alone
Here come the tsunami, I beat it like Rocky
? is a hobby, I’m happily grown
Met her in the lobby, I took her for sake, no sushi
Was plated, we ate it at home
Said I was a rapper, my crew a disaster
The safer you are the less that you know
I’m up, I… feel like the title is mine
Been searchin’ and workin’
And burpin’ up, burpin’
This industry stealin’ my mind
Been goin’ a little crazy cuz my city lately
Ain’t really been given the time
St. Louis influenced the home of the Druids
You want it we can take it outside

Hook:
Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
From my basement to my TV
I rock Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
V E N I V I D I V I C I Eetchay

Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
From my basement to my TV
I rock Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
V E N I V I D I V I C I Eetchay

Verse 2:
Who want it, who got it? Who talkin’ bout profit?
Who runnin’ this city ? Who just really joggin’?
Who plannin’ on plottin’? Whose shit kinda floppin’?
Who makin’ a million? Who mindin’ they block?
And whose schemin’ ? Whose stockin’?
Who pushin’? Who poppin’?
Who sellin’? Who shoppin’?
Who buyin’? Who coppin’?
Who lyin’? Who stoppin’ who flyin’?
Who jockin’? We sweepin’, I mop it up, ay
Cocked and loaded, comin’ over
Lock your door, call your cobras
This is war, I shrugged my shoulders
Been here before, now let’s get rollin’
My combat suit, my Duke nuked
We regrouped and reboot
They knees loose, we rejuiced
We top gun, don’t need Goose
We eatin’ who teachin’
Who speakin’ with reason
Who leachin’ , who creepin’
Who penthouse four seasons?
Who down on the beach and with three senoritas?
Who sippin’ Sangria is what they believe in
I’m overachievin’, live for a eon
Habla ingles, what is the meanin’?
Fell on my face, rock with (?)
And we winnin’ the race, we even like Steven
We out here, their nightmares
Don’t lay them bags down right here
I told you once you get the guns
My goons stay strapped, Buzz Lightyear
We out here, their nightmares
Don’t lay them bags down right here
I told you once you get the guns
My goons stay strapped, Buzz Lightyear

Hook:
Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
From my basement to my TV
I rock Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
V E N I V I D I V I C I Eetchay

Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
From my basement to my TV
I rock Veni Vidi Vici, Veni Vidi Vici
V E N I V I D I V I C I Eetchay

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