VICTORY

[Intro: DJ Pharris & VIC MENSA]

This Chicago, nigga

DJ Pharris

Yo, Vic

Take it to 47th street

Just Blaze on the beat

SC

Southside

Hyde Park

Moosa, Mansa Musa

Uh (Just Blaze)

[Verse 1: VIC MENSA]

Real as they come

Where I'm from, I'm the trillest one

Raised by the dealers in the village slum

Unemployment's high, it's harder to get a gig than to get a gun

They ain't got no woodshop class, so the kids drill for fun

You hear me?

I know the killers well, no Free Willy

They make a fiasco out of you for some free chili

Woo, I can't lose, I got Allah with me

It's just me and Ferrari Sheppard up in that 550

God sent mе, had situations but I got sitchy

Got blickies sent on location when it got iffy

Thеy must heard I got my bread up

And they know they can't catch up

So now they in a pickle, that's a Chi glizzy

I'm relishing the moment, shit, everything is golden

They sleepin' on me, niggas must be on that melatonin

But my career is rollin', I just needed more exposure

You get exposed, I'm sonning niggas, no Maury Povich

Them SAVEMONEY soldiers, hocus pocus

As dope as blue magic in the nose of a smoker

I live the life of mimosas and chauffeurs, I'm overly focused, oh

My flow ain't too fast, y'all too slow, oh

[Bridge: VIC MENSA]

Love me or hate me, you niggas ain't make me, you could never break me

Oh, and this city, that's mine

Stickin' my flag in this shit

Let me talk to 'em

Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2: VIC MENSA]

Niggas looked in my eyes, said I could never come back

And then they watch me come back

I'm gifted with the Nina, a leader to the young blacks

A hater tweeted a photo with me asking, "Where the guns at?"

What you thought was in the Heron Preston shoulder bag, dumbass? One strap

'Cause I'd rather be caught packin' than be caught lackin'

Shit, I could pay bond, I can't buy my way out a casket

I snapped back when they started capping, ask 'em

They put my face on that T-shirt and they saw what happened

Bro put 'em on a R.I.P. shirt and we called it fashion

That's on the five, word to all the Jacksons

I'm bumpin' the Tribe on a quest, in an electric car relaxin'

I'm on the Low End, I'm up North from the pole where it's snowin'

They tried to murder the whistleblower, I'm Joseph Snowden

You could go decode it and let's see what you come back with

My hitters work the freeway, this is deeper than rap shit

Nipsey Hussle flow, this my victory lap, ***** (Victory lap, *****)