Coming back from the west side
You know its the best side
Veno on that other shit
Like gambino and left eye
I be making moves under cover cant confuse
Cuz I got people who say Vinny you rapper
Yea I do
Said yes to the game
Accepting the fame
Put fule to the flames
Bring honnor to my name
I gotta chase fame
I gotta make bread
My balery burnt
The fire it spreads
My flow congageous
Yo flow out dated
My boys elated
Yo crew stay hating
Yo records ain't playing
My records stay scratched
You better stay scared
Like I was the bat
Hop of the mic to read manga and shit
Drawing cover art like the words of Kishimoto
Dante said that he wanna rap like this
So I let him know that he the only who can compare to my shit
They said that couldn't do it
So I went ahead and did it
I got a fire in my blood
Let it boil right to the surface
I got lyrics my veins
Punch the needle down right to my brain
Determination unrestrained
Once you start it ain't the same
No feature's just my owns rhymes
Like you see in real time
Solo Dolo feel like I was Cudi back in 09
Cuz to this rap shit in addicted
My train to fame I haven't missed it
I was just a little late
But I catch up that's the mission
All These little things have grown inside my mind
I look back on my life and reflect what a time
Know I made some mistakes and know You did too
But this rap shit I know is always coming through
