Got to admit man I'm a little brain damaged Been up in the booth, the dude remain savage And vin is on the move, pursuing the main passion Never gotta boost the views to gain traction Done fucking around I've done it rugged and foul We never dumbing it down I pummel em on the ground Everybody wanna run it they fumble it when I pounce When I run up in the booth and (DO-DO-DO) with the rounds Everybody wanna wonder why they play my shit Got em bugging they can't compare to the flames I spit Ya'll are mad I'm winning and getting paid like this And don't ever gotta rap like a brainwashed bitch Now I'm headed to the golden gates And with blacked out whip with the stolen plates And I will never let anybody control my fate No debate or chance to negotiate Said I'm only getting better when I'm gripping the mic You got a buzz? I don't get it I'm not feelin' the hype And I ain't ever been the bitter one or cynical type But anybody rappin' ever live a typical life? Said I'm never gonna trust a lame All love for the fam but it's fuck the fame I rock steel toe boots while I crush the game And look down like mother fucker what's my name Vin is on the rise He killin' em with the rhymes The kid with the enterprise He different and bring a vibe Said he's really bout the business he better be recognized You can put me in a battle we make it a genocide So you better get a violent weapon And find the medic and tell the man apply the pressure But it's still no doubt I'ma find a method Until they bringing up my name when they define a legend