YV Cypher, Vol. 1

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The Young Visionaries

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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 f*ck 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

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