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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Composer
Charles Dumazer
Charles Dumazer
Composer
Malik Yusef
Malik Yusef
Composer
Terry Parker
Terry Parker
Composer
Caleb James
Caleb James
Composer
Saul Williams
Saul Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C.Sick
C.Sick
Producer
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Recording Engineer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
**** been takin' my name lightly, they ain't like me
They don't know who I can get involved, have Chairman dead it all
They get a little cheese, become rats, or end up blickin' themselves, they Cheddar Bob
Price on my life, I'm worth my weight in gold
What's 10 racks? I spend that on wing tips at Comme De in Seoul
Sharks wing plate with the lemon pepper
These jokers get too deep in character, man, R.I.P. Heath Ledger
V tape and the V for Vendetta
Smokin' a Garcia Vega in Bottega Venetta
I'm too real for TV stupid me
Only talked to TMZ, 'cause I wanted **** to see the suit was Dries
How the fuck they gon' cancel you?
When you got two bitches kissin' in Venice at the Whitney Bi-Annual
That's why they call it the Bi-Annual
That was Bella Hadid dress I had on, now she got on my Amiri shoes
**** act like I quit fuckin' bitches
Like I ain't in Paris three times a year, stuntin' on you ****
Like they forgot who brought me in this business
Ain't talked to Ye since he been religious, all my Dior is still a Christian
I sacrificed for the greater vision
Sometimes you gotta pay the ultimate price to make **** pay attention
[Verse 2]
Still alive, I'll tell you **** a million times
This a FAQ, fuck all your questions
What's up with all the weapons?
Can you stop gettin' arrested?
Please forgive me, I know not who's kid I affected
We might get hit with the Rico, my **** just so reckless
Had threesomes in Sweden at Four Seasons
Way I run it up think I need me a orthopedist, yeah
I'm saucin' like Uncle Remus
The brain was so cold, I had to keep on the Montcler Genus
What up to Corey, Leaders, Sir & Madame, Fresh Goods
Smokin' dope in conversation with Vivienne Westwood
Mensa, Mansa, Musa, present past and future
Fans say I been missin' like I crashed in Bermuda
I pack a Ruger 'cause the shooter be the man that knew ya
On my block kids turn to stone like a black Medusa
These losers tried to put a hit on me
I matched that 50 piece, started a dispensary, I'm a different breed
I really got **** faded
Could've been smoked for a pound like DARE make me feel guilty I made it
Talk to James on the phone daily
He 26 in Dixon, they don't want him out until he turn 80
That's why I ain't patriotic, leave that to Tom Brady
Show in Dublin, I get Irish Cream, ****, not Bailey's
Raised in shark infested waters, where it's next to lawless
Stray shots make you a black carcass like Maxine Waters
Or leave you crippled, no Calvin Braudus
Sons and daughters never met they fathers, they look up to rappers and ballers
I stopped hangin' with artists, they don't meet my standards
We all in designer, y'all just cut from a cheaper fabric
Shout out to Virgil, Kirby, Jerry
I came out of nowhere like I was the first born of the Virgin Mary
Lunch with Lena Waithe in Silverlake
Bellini sofa dinner dates, Pacific Palisades flippin' real estate
Kerry James Marshall level of mastery
I start a lot of waves, watch **** jump on it like Apache
All I ask is credit where it's due
They cut they teeth try to compare to you, start eatin' and embarrass you
Scorpion and the frog parable
**** gone tear you down, because it's in they nature to, it's terrible
[Verse 3]
(It's terrible! Mensa! 2020 Vision)
Written by: Victor Mensah, Charles Dumazer, Malik Yusef, Terry Parker, Caleb James, Saul Williams
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