Vic Mensa - Showoff Radio Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] It's like my favorite beat This like one of my favorite Nas songs ever [Verse 1] This sh** bring me back to when I first started spitting When I was 15 thinking a life that I was living That was back before I had it when I didn't Before I made a mixtape and all of my sh** was written It was written in stone that I was the one to be home To come back, claim the throne, now these n***as is gone Their mind blown whenever I step up on on it with the shotgun They be thinking about ''what the f** Vic gone drop, son?'' And next I'm in Texas sipping Texas tea I washed my rollie in the sink You ain't got the chance to Memphis blink Open your eyes before you try and disguise They tried to play me, most of this rap sh** is lies I see 'em Shady, but now I'm on Shade 45 I mean, they try to understand how the n***a kick it live That's off the top of them, most of them be hypotheses They try and come through, but they ain't stopping 'em, I'm dropping 'em Rocking them hard like granite, understand it Keep the mic like Janet while I'm spinning like a planet They be planning their freestyles, my sh** is unhanded I backhand it, you get smacked for trying to act rude Yeah, something like that [Verse 2] What's next is the checks If you worry about me you need to go and call your ex Hop on the phone line, I got n***as Drake-ing Most of them phonies, they be faking The time I'm taking on my sh** is not minuscule That's why every time I do a f**ing interview I'm like ''please ask me something new, this sh** is boring'' Money I'm still storing, hoes they still whoring Ain't nothing changed except the number after the dot Ain't got no range, but I bet I got my work on the block My b**hes tried to trip off flip switches Like a '64 I can take it back to d**h Row They try and play me like a fake, but that sh** ain't real I'm from Chicago where they put the stony mill to your homie grill I think somebody said that before But I ain't worried cause I'm still up for that hit when I flow Most of them they don't even know how to go with them That's why I put them on the table, dust them under the dable coasting them I meant to say some other sh**, but my brother it Shout out to Joey Purp, you know that that's my brother, Vic I'll always come through on some frat sh** And then Statik Selektah be like ''what's the next sh**? So I check another one off of my checklist And then I skip to the exit I need a diamond across the necklace So next time I come through New York City I'mma be straight flexin' Empty out my wallet, pockets ain't lookin' skinny Like you getting smacked What was that movie he was in it? It was uh, Ludacris was When Skinny Black threw his motherf**ing tape in the tub On some bullsh**, you know they give me love But I keep a pocket full of money Blunt full of d**, I don't even do the raps though I'm the a**hole, when it comes to it I be about cash flow She wanted to play me, she look like Lazlo from Monsters Inc I dropped my rollie in the sink when I said I was washing it 5 bars ago Obviously it's not that hard to flow And if you Google my name it's not hard to know That I'm probably the hardest one spitting on the star board though I'll throw them of the ship, n***as get sunk Down in the dirt when I'm coming and I'm jumping f** n***as trying to talk crazy like they something They know they ain't nothing, they systems ain't bumping I keep it rocking like that on some old school sh** It's off the top of my hat this sh** Say that it's obvious I trap cause my wallet getting fat Her booty looking nat so you know that I'm back And hit it from that angle, she played you b**hes' shade you cause you a lame dude I ain't worried about them, I be riding in the Range 2 In the rain though with a kangol That's the bucket, hid a stain though For the fame though, ain't worried about them He said Trinidad James need to watch out for Maino He sending you to the doctor's office, they be talking Often in time they be lost in Most of the time that they be coming off of they neck It's too easy to put them in check, so go to the next I break 'em like pretzel sticks Vic Mensa's next to get subject in the predicate You better get back before you n***as get smacked I ain't worried about none of the school rules, I'm still flipping the packs I used to have them in the locker, had the olds for the fold Than I moved up to the QP, 16 a mole I ain't worried about that, but had to keep it on the low I was in the studio I ain't even let my mama know the drama though I ain't even try to see that, believe that Cause n***as get beat black, if you try to play like you light-skin Team with me, I ain't playing with them Every time I'm ripping on the mic then, frightening n***as keep running in fear Every time I'm popping shots like a gun was in here But still I ain't got no strap on the waist unless it's Magnum's in my pocket Back to her face then I'm splat, splat, she cat', that on her face Then I'm leaving, ain't leaving a trace f** the bullsh**, I'm on some new sh** Useless rappers be talking out of they neck, but never do sh** I'm on some cool sh**, just lay up in the cut though Like I be proofing when I f** hoes Cause I just chill, sit back, she gone pop a pill And do my dicksack, that's my nuts, balls, cut, pause Jump draws and then duck halls I used to be in school acting a f**ing fool Now these days I only break the f**ing rules When I'm...catch me in the county I caught a little case going over to Toronto, couldn't catch me for the bounty My head be on the table, they waiting on me Cause I'm horsepower stable moving through Just cooling dude, who you worry about? Ain't me cause I ain't new to you, or new to this She a nud-a-ist And she trying to proclaim like she a Buddhistess on some newer sh** But still sound like your old sh** that sound like my old sh** n***as don't know sh**, they politicking You gotta listen, I ain't talking bullsh**, I'm about the business But f** the business cause the industry be wack And n***as be be wack, but still they be talking as if they hot And when they react it's all the same I ain't worried about them In the game it's plain to see that I came to free Came to be, I'm really like the king to be More like a prince More like a prince when she dripping And I'm sipping on that purple rain