All Hail Y.T. - V-12 Soul (feat. Left Lane Didon)

Start your engines
Let's Go
Uh
Smooth as chiffon silk
Devils can't destroy what Gods built
You know the vibe still
Ultra magnetic, signed sealed and delivered
405 horses in the engine
Twirl women on the tips of they toes
Hurl venom at the opposition
Breeze past competition
Bet these compositions make us a million
Then I flip it to another business
Been evolving before your eyes
Incentivized to break the poverty line
Behold the world, it gotta be mine
They hate my genetics
Pathetic ain't it?
Instead of reparations
Took to the streets and they painted
Black Lives
On cap hill, they asinine
Try to pacify, true satire
Draped in Luccini attire
On the back, got the fat tires
Rims staggered, my pen magic
Since my wonder years, no Ben Savage
Got the need for speed
Race against time, to take mine
Clip the brake line
Blue diablo ducking shaton
I'm a man, I'm a player, I'm a mack first
Go against a nigga brain, that's disaster
I'm a trill nigga, plus I own my masters
I gotta V-12 soul, go faster
I'm a man, I'm a player, I'm a mack first
Go against a nigga brain, that's disaster
I'm a trill nigga, plus I own my masters
I gotta V-12 soul, go faster
Peep
Do you believe?
A pineal vision just as ill as a lucid dream
As loose as it seems
I'm gripping cream off a lucrative beam
Bro you loose up in those jeans
My inner me, group to the theme
Don't lose steam
Moving progressive
I took my coupe to the dentist
And got my essay removing the blemish
Then it's back to the alleys of the east side
I'm lifting the biscuit, that's if its tea time
Me alive at this points astronomical
Played the back block in Bonneville
Niggas is sniffing
But dog I'm fallen ill
State City balling for real
Inhale until I feel healed
My chronic blue, it's not a reveal
I play the field till I get a load
Players can't stand if you sit at home
No next day? You better get control
I been throwed since sippin' co
Left Lane just spinning vogue
Cold, so know you niggas know
I'm a man, I'm a player, I'm a mack first
Go against a nigga brain, that's disaster
I'm a trill nigga, plus I own my masters
I gotta V-12 soul, go faster
I'm a man, I'm a player, I'm a mack first
Go against a nigga brain, that's disaster
I'm a trill nigga, plus I own my masters
I gotta V-12 soul, go faster

Written by:
DARRELL CONTEE

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