YV

Hello?

K Double money

Sweeter on the tongue, now I′m calling her my honey

I take another dose, it's doing damage on my tummy

Bring her ′round the Visionaries and I swear she going dummy

Bossed up fit, that's a quintessential verse

Shh, that's an instrumental verse

I could drop a body way I′m slicing through a fit

YV12 how I′m coming with the whip

Let it Run out, 'nother reason for the pour

Tell her "throw it back" get to working on her core

Taking over stages if we ever hit your spot

Lining up these rappers way I′m buying up my stock

Rapping 'till I′m swerving with the 4 by 3

Young man's Twitter start to glorify me

Tell me wait but I prefer to push the limits

Eyes on the peak ride this beat ′till I'm finished

Ooh it's Double D

Jat don′t lack no limit no barrier

Waste mans talking shit thinking that we fear ya

Your name never rung a bell no carrier

Keep talking all that shit from the Yay Area

You think they got the bars all the clean flows

But when your career dies we′ll pull up to the funeral

Lookin like the mafia, coming out the limo

And watch us hit the cupid shuffle on your tombstone (woo)

YV ballin out like the 96' Bulls (yeah)

Thinking you could do it better or do the most (nope)

After hearing your songs all we gotta ask

Are you dumb stupid or dumb motherfucker?

Pulling up and we shoot, we be hitting them with juice

The bars been overused, you′re trash that's nothing new (woo)

It′s facts I'm in my bag you know I′m on a level

That y'all can't obtain, YV running this wave

Aye, been waiting so long,

Wrote so many damn songs,

This the celebration, of patience, I needed all along

It′s feeling real now, screaming real loud

In front of real crowds? No more mirrors now

The world′s in shambles yet I feel like I'm not figured out

The perfect metaphor for me, I′m filled lots of doubt

I feel so anxious all the time, and I just wanna shout,

I get so troubled by my purpose; what's it all about?

Got no time for fake friends, please, keep it real

They said "cheques or e-transfer" I said "dollar bills"

Bills like pelicans, I stay relevant

Leo Decaprio, call me The Revenant

I got sauce, yea pizza like an 8 slice

Your girl sus, if she ain′t say "goodnight"

I'm Goofy, like I′m Luffy, Luffy like it's One Piece

Don't hate my vibes, cuz "I′ll be here all week"

TK

A lot of you got a track with a BeatStars tag (tell em)

Who got the Off White Nikes at the race? (get it?)

You know I link with the Train for the placement

Finna say some shit, give me something spacious

One of you got a friend and they fly you out to Nashville

I heard that shit and I popped two Advil

YV Tape I′mma keep this mad real

That was last year but the boys feel bad still (why?)

It's bigger than the region in my eyes

It′s about the younger generation getting shine

EC1 homie, it's about time

That we bring a scene back in the 905

Little bro writing records, he ain′t even been to prom yet

Young Young Visionary, literary bomb threat

YV conquest every single spot in your girlfriend's top 10

Watch this

We a different breed

Saviours from the newest team

Lost on a star on a foreign dream

Intercontinental bastard, we fly in with gleam

Evisceration, castration for any rapper that think they got me

Gravitating to there loosely designed abomination

Levitation when you hear it, turn your ears into a spaceship

NASA interstellar, intoxication

Drinking lonely, few might blow my fuse

One bullet in the chamber, spin it how can I lose

Christopher Walken, The Deer hunter

Red bandana when I′m fucking, texts from your ex that I'm ducking

Retrace the steps, I looked my best

The day I wore that suite, it was your death

The ditch you laid in, moments of your last breaths

Young Visionaries, oh what a marvelous set

Close your eyes after the duel at noon so you can rest

Working on my music 9-5 like a desk job (work)

I'm not into playing games this not a X-Box (nah)

I been on the go so long I need a rest stop (ooh)

I′m just looking for that money like I′m Prescott, guaranteed (yuh)

I'm a product of a group blowing up, apparently

You a product of some bad parenting

There′s no comparison and it's embarrassing

You looking stupid; COVID crisis with Americans

This isn′t fair but it's the matchup of the night

YV smooth like that Brandy on some ice

Took a bowl to the head, call me Sandy taking flight

Damn I′m feeling nice, keep in check like my Nikes

And I feel enticed to keep it real like on my tape (huh)

Got these lyrics in my head and not up on my face (no)

I'm about my crew like nautic mates

Making waves, tectonic plates

Shake the place like loaded plates

And we bout to take the game, cooking rappers, Easy Bake

Pax

I wanna give a big shout out to the ones that doubted (ones that doubted)

The ones I outed with their clouded judgement

The ones whose hourglasses heavy at the bottom

Take a look through our glasses see we're ready for the problem

Someone told me that I got the region on my back

It′s deadweight, never had it you can have it back (have it back)

Cause these boomers and these losers only cater to each other

Drop an album in the spring and then it′s never seen the summer, such a bummer (hah)

Same name as Tesla, I had to impress the

Audience it's oddly been a mission to express a

Message to the rest of the region and the best of

Competition get a wake up call like an espresso (whoa)

Jesus please, Beezus, ease it in (ease it in)

I eat em up and they plain they need some seasoning

I′m heating up need a plane for every season in

Boutta take the YV jet til I eject, (Nick Bee)

So pass the rock I'm on a rampage

Prolly gon need a fan page

It′s been a fucking minute so get me up on a damn stage

They been tryna cover all my light like a lampshade

Taking YV from the streets into a brand name

Young Leonardo, swear that you can't catch me

Got the green light, you wait, I′m great gatsby

I don't even dance, I get bands like Backstreet

And now we bring the heat like we Olympic athletes

Match me? Nah, you know that we run it

Notice how we made a profit all without a budget

We don't rent any whips just to flex to the public

We just get a good idea, test it out and say fuck it

But we don′t get these awards, they don′t recognize talent

They just fantasize about overloading their balance

Now they prolly all jelly, they been stuffing the ballots

No challenge, got their faces slanted like italics

YV

Yeah

Young Visionaries