Intro

Worked so hard just to get these skills/
Stand on my own, what makes me real/
Fuck how you feel, sit back and chill/
And fuck that, light bill, bill, bill/

Chorus

I’m going to walk that walk/
Cuz I ain’t scared of nothing/
You going to talk that talk/
You better show me something/
I’m going to live my life/
As I should/
I feel good, I feel good, I feel good/
Yes I do (hey)/

Verse 1

Just go for it, just go for it/
Just pick up the dice, then roll with it/
Ball in your court, better go get it/
Yeah, life too short, just to stroll with it/
It’s all who you know, no shots at the Pope/
I’m not the one to go, shove religion down your throats/
I’m no role model, don’t expect me to vote/
I’m the mailman baby, I push the envelope/
Last thing I need in my life/
Somebody bickering me with advice/
Spreading these lies, and gossip, all for attention/
Perez Hilton, I don’t need your friendship/
You on that kid shit, Jimminy Cricket/
Get off my shoulders, get on your business/
Block off the thots, jump off the soap box/
I ain’t come to this bitch just to hear you talk/

Chorus

I’m going to walk that walk/
Cuz I ain’t scared of nothing/
You going to talk that talk/
You better show me something/
I’m going to live my life/
As I should/
I feel good, I feel good, I feel good/
Yes I do (hey)/

Verse 2

I’mma close my eyes, go deaf, go blind/
No man from outside, going to define my grind/
Don’t know, no Jones, worth growing broke with/
Kardashians, I keep up with my own shit/
Television, ain’t going to tell me different/
I’m in high definition, with my own vision/
Whether white collar, blue collar, whatever the shirt/
I’m the man for the job, because I put in work/
Big grand marketing, built these monopolies/
Big ass shopping sprees, it’s expensive/
More or less, everything a business/
You ain’t paying my bills, I ain’t paying attention/
It’s a Tit for Tat, in the race for swag/
Obsessed with the bag, that every bitch has/
Tendency to brag, and divide by class/
But I’m alright with that, cause I unite with rap/

Chorus

I’m going to walk that walk/
Cuz I ain’t scared of nothing/
You going to talk that talk/
You better show me something/
I’m going to live my life/
As I should/
I feel good, I feel good, I feel good/
Yes I do (hey)/

Verse 3

You a bit bitter, it only gets better/
I’m sorry my happiness, happens, to offend ya/
Your two cents, I could’ve got for free/
If I were you, if I were you, then I wouldn’t be me/
Kill em all with kindness, don’t resort to violence/
Drop the guns, and just pick up the smiling/
Thirty years old, my soul, is a gift/
I tell it how it is, take care of your kids/
Everybody so damn scared to look stupid/
If it feels good to you, then just do it/
All side chicks just comes with drama/
You don’t love my song, you don’t love your momma/
Coming off wash, better gets the mopping/
Got room to talk, but I don’t need you salty/
Kill the cancer, laugh and start dancing/
Live with passion, and make this shit happen/
Happen, happen, yeeeaaahhhh

Outro

I Feel Good, I Feel Good
Oh I feel so, goooood
So goood
Yeahhhh

Chorus:

I know what you like, winter time breeze/
Come here girl, let me make you scream/
I know what you like, summer time fun/
Come here girl, let me make you cum/
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)

Verse 1:

Don’t think at all, baby take off them draws/
No latex involved, just naked and raw/
Take a pill, take a pill, before or after/
Sex is important, but protection matters/
The night is young, but we don’t live forever/
Dancing is fun, but sex feels better/
So sit on this tongue, watch the middle finger enter/
One night of fun, is ecstasy forever/
Soothing, baby girl go and relax/
Best part of the movie, during the climax/
So ride baby ride, take your time, don’t worry/
You gonna get yours, and I’m gonna get dirty/

Chorus:

I know what you like, winter time breeze/
Come here girl, let me make you scream/
I know what you like, summer time fun/
Come here girl, let me make you cum/
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)

Verse 2:

Aggressive when I talk, because I know what I want/
You’re hot I’m hot, we gonna turn it up a notch/
We gonna turn off the clocks, then go till we drop/
Marathon man, running to hit the G spot/
Give each other face, just to see how you taste/
Start lifting up your legs, then wrap them around my waist/
I’m ain’t here to judge, I already approve/
I’m come to see how you move, and baby do what it dew/
We adults right, fun should be adult like/
Make you cum first, yeah it wouldn’t be the first time/
Happy when you bad, now I’m taking you to task/
I’m going to work for it, then I’m going to put it on that ass/

Chorus:

I know what you like, winter time breeze/
Come here girl, let me make you scream/
I know what you like, summer time fun/
Come here girl, let me make you cum/
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)

Bridge:

I’ll break you off, and I’ll put you on/
And I’ll take it off, and I’ll turn you on/
Don’t it feel good, just to be bad/
Brag to your friends, the best you ever had/

Chorus:

I know what you like, winter time breeze/
Come here girl, let me make you scream/
I know what you like, summer time fun/
Come here girl, let me make you cum/
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)
And I Got You Like, (Women Moans)

Outro:

Baby (Oh yeah)
Men lie, women lie
But the sheets don’t (Oh yeah)
It’s okay girl
Just having fun, letting loose (Oh yeah)
You said you never went numb before
Those are your words, not mine (Oh yeah)
N DOT C

Verse 1

Nowadays, I does my thing, I play the game, no brakes/
I don’t placate, to these fucking snakes, cause they won’t hate in my face/
You should go and ask yourself, how to get like me/
Ask yourself, how far you get, if you were on my team/
Call you boss, nah, that’s like calling someone daddy/
Write a blog, nah, I don’t fuck with chatty patties/ (oh)
You fake, you fake, what does this say, what does this say/ (oh)
Okay, okay, I ain’t listening, you click bait/
Astounding, live under my rock, because it’s more interesting, than the dirt that surrounds me/
Me Too scandal, he’s too asshole, play it safe just like a Dad joke/
Get consent, before wink at a chick, harassment sensitive as a clit/
Hashtag, hashtag, doing my thing, whip it out, whip it out, Harvey Weinstein/
Inconsiderate, I don’t give a shit, not a little bit, you know that’s skill/
Sex picture, in front of the mirror, no filter, you know that’s real/
Consider me rude, but I thought I ask, I mean, what you gonna do with all that ass/
I advise, you lie back, as I slide into your thigh gap/ (and)

Chorus

(Repeat 4x)
Let Me Party, Let Me Party (Girl’s voice)
Let Me Party, Get retarded (Girl’s voice)

Verse 2

Now I know, that nowadays, I shouldn’t say, the R word/
Now why I think, that’s it’s okay, because some of y’all, y’all are one/
Upset, offended, up in arms, y’all always bugging/
I got a Down syndrome cousin, and motherfuck y’all I love him/
I don’t need no waiver, no favor, no clearance/
Better ask for forgiveness, than permission, why hear it/
We just want to party, so please accept this love/
And if you got a problem, then we don’t give a fuck/ (Fuck!)
Baby, I got needs, if you want to be my work wife, give up work pussy/
No esteem, on the IG, so thirsty, she needs an IV/
Here’s my dick pic, skeet, skeet, and I’m claiming fake news if it ever gets leaked/
Twenties you’ll do it, thirties you won’t, Great minds think alike, but Geniuses don’t/
It’s not my position, to objectify women/
They objectify themselves, and I just give in/
In my opinion, I don’t give a shit, I’m blessed/ (Yes!)
Now it’s time to decompress, see some breast, and one more time, grant my request/

(Repeat 8x)
Let Me Party, Let Me Party (Girl’s voice)
Let Me Party, Get retarded (Girl’s voice)

Intro

I do not
I do, I do, not, give a
Not, give a, I do not
I do not, give a, uhhhh
Put your hands up, if you don’t like it
Put your hands up, if you feel excited
Put your hands up, if you’s a bitch
I don’t give a fuck, cause I’m the shit

Verse 1

Sorry it’s too late, as soon as I made the beat/
I, knew I could save lives, so I raised the fee/
I ain’t doing this for art, I’m trying to accrue/
The same lawsuit, to view, Erin Andrews nude/
Now remind me, why is it I’m such an ass/
And remind me, why should I give a crap/
Got nothing nice to say, then you probably being honest/
If you not getting paid, then you probably are the artist/
Let me think, let me think, monetize off YouTube/
A sex tape don’t make you as famous as it used to/
Internet celebrity, your talent is a selfie/
Put it on a resume, FLBP/

Chorus

Sorry asshole, heard it all before/
Ain’t nothing new here I’m unimpressed/
Sorry asshole, heard it all before/
Ain’t nothing new here I’m unimpressed/
Maybe there’s something I ain’t heard of/
Or maybe there’s something I should hear/
But pretending to be something is not working/
No Amber Alert just disappear/

Verse 2

Their saying I’m too old, maybe it’s true though/
A Mexican Estella, I am getting my groove on/
Like a Cinderella, drunken at the quincinetta/
Having fun at the fiesta, calling everyone putos/
It’s un-fortunate, I’m im-porta-nant/
And you, notice it, but can’t, control the shit/
You just, throw a fit, and it’s, torturous/
You can, hold this dick, cause I, told you bitch/
I was at Fader Fort, I saw Drake perform/
You had no way to go, your ass stayed at home/
You traded in your dreams, to live vicariously through me/
Now make your fucking memes, while I make it being me/

Chorus

Sorry asshole, heard it all before/
Ain’t nothing new here I’m unimpressed/
Sorry asshole, heard it all before/
Ain’t nothing new here I’m unimpressed/
Maybe there’s something I ain’t heard of/
Or maybe there’s something I should hear/
But pretending to be something is not working/
No Amber Alert just disappear/

Verse 3

Your career is Snap Chat, it’s just came and went/
I abbra cadabra, then I reinvent/
Took a couple years away, I present you with a Donkey/
I’m fucking with your brain, like a drink mixed by Cosby/
Little bit extra test me, little bit edgy, check me/
No words from sponsors, straight from the heart, refreshing/
Saw Rihanna naked, and all I did was Google it/
Mic drop in the toilet, playboy cuz I do this shit/
Never saw a line, that I don’t mind, crossing/
Bury me with Steve Jobs, in, an iCoffin/
Never found a punchline, I don’t mind throwing/
Just get me to blow, like I’m Lamar Odom/

Chorus (In the background)

Sorry asshole, heard it all before/
Ain’t nothing new here I’m unimpressed/
Sorry asshole, heard it all before/
Ain’t nothing new here I’m unimpressed/
Maybe there’s something I ain’t heard of/
Or maybe there’s something I should hear/
But pretending to be something is not working/
No Amber Alert just disappear/

Outro
Get me to blow like popularity, I want to grow popular
Get me to blow like Lamar Odom, he wants to get popular
It’s fucked up
I’m, I’m, I’m sorry

Intro

Yeah
Uh huh
Yeah
Let’s go
I’m focused, I’m driven, I’m determined (Ugh)
I’m focused, I’m driven, I’m determined (Ugh)
I’m focused, I’m driven, I’m determined (Ugh)
(Ugh)

Verse 1

Thousand thoughts per minute, and when I’m finished/
I am the GREATEST THAT EVER DID IT!/
I could give a fuck about your humble opinion/
My life is made for the soundtrack of winning/
Hang onto to the hopes, that life gets better/
Want to aim for results, then apply the effort/
Dangling success, straight over the head/
I don’t even sweat, cuz I like this pressure/
Standup, like comedians, man up cuz I am genius/
Manifest what I’m believing in, handle it, I’m obedient/
Chasing your dreams, then prepare to run/
Can’t learn how to fly, and afraid to jump/
Life on the line, they push you off the tight rope/
One of a kind, they see you as a side show/
Chariot arrived, they knock you off your high horse/
Why you alive, to know what you’ll die for/

Chorus (Repeat 2x)

As long as I’m alive, the spirit lives inside/
I feel it in my vibes, the hustler never dies/
It speaks to me, deep in my soul/
It speaks to me, I’m only getting closer/

Verse 2

No trust fund kid, no inheritance/
Just a welfare check, to help me live/
And it wasn’t plenty, got me feeling empty/
How do I turn pennies, into a Bentley/
Check the lineage, wasn’t handed businesses/
Started off minimum wage, I wasn’t given shit/
Far from a kid that’s spoiled rotten/
My Mom as a kid was picking cotton/
Garage sale Friday, benefit Saturday/
Sunday service, the collection plate/
Dishwasher, maid, respectable trades/
Except still paying debt, from yesterday/
I’m from Fairview, no such thing as a fair view/
Stressed single Mom, takes care of you/
Broke in the Projects, No Daddy Complex/
Thank God he, has a prayer for you/

Chorus (Repeat 2x)

As long as I’m alive, the spirit lives inside/
I feel it in my vibes, the hustler never dies/
It speaks to me, deep in my soul/
It speaks to me, I’m only getting closer/

Verse 3

Blood, sweat, bullshit, gotta get through it/
Can’t pay dues with, a bunch of excuses/
What to lose, when pursuing music/
So much to prove, but I don’t live for you bitch/
The rich gets richer, and the bitches keep bitching/
Ain’t nothing be different, if I play it as a victim/
Focus on commitment, owning my decisions/
My problems, are not as big, as my ambition/
Heart goes out to forgotten kids/
So I send my love to a foster kid/
There’s someone in this world, fighting cancer/
Why complain about shit, that doesn’t matter/
Success is infectious, like attracts like/
Friends with the type, that grind before gripe/
My words go farther, when my worth grows larger/
While on this Earth, I must work harder/

Chorus (Repeat 2x)

As long as I’m alive, the spirit lives inside/
I feel it in my vibes, the hustler never dies/
It speaks to me, deep in my soul/
It speaks to me, I’m only getting closer/

Outro (Repeat 2x)

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Can’t nobody stop me, stop me now
Can’t nobody stop me, stop me now

Intro

Yeah, Uh huh
Dream Team, Dream Team
Dream Team, Wooh
If you’re going to go for it
Just go for it, Go all in
I plays for keeps

Verse 1

This rap shit ain’t easy, fuck moderation/
Greatness, doesn’t have realistic expectations/
Either you take it, or your basic/
Everyone’s special, but not everyone makes it/
Ridiculous, meticulous, tracking every minute spent/
Feeling guilty, for anything that’s not business sense/
Frivolous, binging with, watching silly shit/
On the Internet, knowing I should be killing it/
Thankful for the family, only half understand me/
How can you relate, to someone that wants a fucking Grammy/
Malibu Beach House, is the mindset/
Vision board, fuck feeling poor, in the projects/
Gorgeous wife on the list, three beautiful kids/
That do not exist, so I’m back on my shit/
You know how the saying goes, gotta reap what you sow/
So I’m feeding my goals, till I’m bringing them home/

Chorus

Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho ho/
You only get one life/
And then you die, you die/
So I’m going to spend my time/
And learn to fly, to fly/

Verse 2

My vice is porn, food, and married women/
Big pimping, celebrate me for sinning/
Fucking married bitches, I actually did it/
Desperate Housewives, till I stick the dick in em/
Reality decisions, ashamed to live with/
Protecting our image, more than the children/
Broken homes, broken souls, of victims/
Lord only knows, if we find healing/
Autonomous car bitch, I’m self driven/
Making a Star bitch, out Hell’s kitchen/
Spent my whole life, trying to make a difference/
It’s different, having feelings, of a villain/
Dear Lord, serve as my father/
May my confessions, serve in your honor/
May my scars heal, and serve as my karma/
May you protect, the fate of my daughter/

Chorus

Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho ho/
You only get one life/
And then you die, you die/
So I’m going to spend my time/
And learn to fly, to fly/

Verse 3

Can’t afford to sit on my ass, spending my cash/
Hoping my stash last, affording a supporting cast/
In and out of depression, trouble going to sleep/
A pill ain’t going to fix me, trying to make ends meet/
Follow the status quo, if it’s difficult, thinking/
They say an idle mind, is an invite, for Satan/
Think of the hypocrisy, if I tell kids/
To follow their dreams, but I settle for mediocrity/
No YouTube motivation, compilation, going to subscribe me for Greatness/
Either I’m going to die, or make it/
Tired of feeling crazy, because I don’t want a job/
Am I a product of fear, or am I a product of God/
Don’t get me wrong, fickle fans can fire me/
But I got to change myself, before I change society/
If it doesn’t make sense, I’ll explain to my kids/
How their dad lived, so they can learn to think big/

Chorus

Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho Victory/
Hey Victory, ho ho/
You only get one life/
And then you die, you die/
So I’m going to spend my time/
And learn to fly, to fly/

Intro

Ticky time bomb, ticky ticky time bomb,
Ticky time bomb, boom, shhcuh shhcuh, boom
Ticky time bomb, ticky ticky time bomb,
Ticky time bomb, boom

Intro

I do not give a fuck, if you think I’m cute/
I will hand you the gun, and watch you shoot/
I’m alluding, to shooting, a YouTube vid/
With a suicide note, and a eulogy bitch/
What stops me, from dropping, off of the edge/
Got, a mommy, that does not want me dead/
Instead, I spread this wings, fled this scene/
I, figured it out, got out this house
Fucking depress, fucking a mess, fucking upset/
Fucking obsess, what for, fucking success/
Fucking regrets, fuck it, fucked in the head/
Fucking in stress, fuck it, what’s next/
I’m out my mind, somebody help me/
Teach a project kid, how to get wealthy/
Mastered, masking, the sadness/
I better grab it, before something happens/ (Cause the)

Chorus

Pressure, the pressure to live/
Pressure, the pressure to win/
Pressure, pressure to survive/
Lay it all on the line/
Lay it all on the line/
(Pressure) Lay it all on the line/
(Pressure) Lay it all on the line/

Verse 2

I need to elevate, on a higher plane/
I’m not doing it, majoring in minor things/
I refrain, from sitting and watch/
Critics, who ain’t never did shit, on the idiot box/
So excuse me, if I don’t binge TV/
Or read mean Tweets, of celebrities/
Exploiting these characters, promoting the arrogance/
Full time job for, TMZ/
Want to kill out, anybody dreaming/
Underachieving, ultimate demon/
I get it, the Internet is therapy/
What do I get, living, vicariously/
Scrolling, scrolling, with no emotion/
Timeline, forums, the devil is trolling/
Indulge in the poison, I know you enjoy it/
A world of distractions, because we’re avoiding/

Chorus

Pressure, the pressure to live/
Pressure, the pressure to win/
Pressure, pressure to survive/
Lay it all on the line/
Lay it all on the line/
(Pressure) Lay it all on the line/
(Pressure) Lay it all on the line/

Verse 3

Eighties baby still holding the mic/
I ain’t learned how to shuffle, so I’m rolling the dice/
Life is a gamble, life for this ass hole/
I talk a lot of shit, but a shitty example/
Think about the time, and where it’s been spent/
And what have I did, my accomplishments/
What’s wrong, sabotage, every song I pen/
Before long, my gosh, N DOT is dead/
My fascination, is with my vocation/
I’m filled with rage, because of entertainment/
I’m living dangerous, cause I’m banking my happiness/
On if he makes it, what is he thinking/
Stepped out the fog, and it got more clearer/
When I start looking at the man in the mirror/
Anything goes, I’m killing my soul/
I had no control, when my aunt had a stroke/ (So the)

Chorus

Chorus

Pressure, the pressure to live/
Pressure, the pressure to win/
Pressure, pressure to survive/
Lay it all on the line/
Lay it all on the line/
(Pressure) Lay it all on the line/
(Pressure) Lay it all on the line/