{Intro: AHAVA}
Veeeeeeeeccccttttooooorrrrrsssssss (Vectors)
{Big Homie}
Uh, Vectors.....
Link up nigga.......
Ahava said link up so I linked the fuck up nigga.......
[Verse 1: Big Homie]
Nightmares when my eyes closed
And the people takin pics wherever I go, I know
Talk in scriptures like a Bible
Got me itchin for my next tattoo; Arrival
Never got along with 5-0
Naw it ain’t for TV, it’s about survival
Pray God forgives me for these murderous cycles (dear lord)
Killin' verses with no revival
Sour limes in my wrist watch (fresh)
I ain’t gotta lotta time, no tick tok (tick tok)
Now I’m treatin' every rhyme like a pit stop (*yeeeooowww*)
I was missin' all the signs, got pissed off (rrrarrrr)
Uh..... politicin' in some flip flops (yuh)
And I put the top down for the drip drop (drip)
Phone prolly tied up from the big knots (swag)
I would prolly fuckin' die without hip hop!!! (YAYUH!)
I’m makin' my bed, shakin' my dreads
Medicinal grade, I’m takin' my meds
Can't bank on the fed, insurgency bread
The state & my shoes is emergency red!
Eyes lookin' forward while I turn back time
Never sold a pound but I sure bag dimes (dimes)
You don’t wanna put in all the work, that’s fine
I’ll be in it 'til I feel like every verse baptized (bless)
[Hook: Big Homie]x2
Niggas claim they don’t like my style
But turn around and bite, that’s wild
Turn off all the lights; cut em out, like exile
Niggas takin life, no trial, WOW!
[Bridge: Ahava]
This shit is a jungle, it should keep you humble, but these rappers just wanna mumble!
They flip n they fumble, they bitch bout the struggle, they tunnel vision isn’t fungal!
Like George of the jungle, no Carlin, no fuck you, but fuck if you forget to love you!
My orbit is carbon, no comets, no luck you just gotta invest it’ll come true!
[Verse 2: Ahava]
I got the heaart! Of a li-i-on!
This world been daark! From the staart! From my heaart! I’m try-y-in!
Y’all gotta stoop! Ya ly-y-in!
If Noah’s aarc! Played a paart!
Homer saaw! Those si-i-rens!
WOW! WOW! WOW! WOW!
HOW! ARE! THOU! BOUT!
BOW! BOW! BOW! BOW!
DOWN! TO! THE! GROUND!
I ain’t givin up, what it look like bruh?
I invest in trust, what the book write huh?
Ridin in the truck, betta roll the windows up
Cause we blowin on the skunk, gotchu shook right now
Crooks buy crowns! Look like clowns! Butcher pounds! Putcha down
Devil wantcha crunk, lil prancer gonna thump, betcha neva woulda thunk
Barrel look right down, it
Just might drown! Bitch
This my fount, tain
Yo ass made a tin
Glued, to ya straw, man
.. WOW!
[Hook: Big Homie] x2
Niggas claim they don’t like my style
But turn around and bite, that’s wild
Turn off all the lights; cut em out, like exile
Niggas takin life, no trial, WOW!
[Bridge: Ahava]
This shit is a jungle, it should keep you humble, but these rappers just wanna mumble!
They flip n they fumble, they bitch bout the struggle, they tunnel vision isn’t fungal!
Like George of the jungle, no Carlin, no fuck you, but fuck if you forget to love you!
My orbit is carbon, no comets, no luck you just gotta invest it’ll come true!
[Hook: Big Homie]
Niggas claim they don’t like my style
But turn around and bite, that’s wild
Turn off all the lights; cut em out, like exile
Niggas takin life, no trial, WOW!