[Intro]
Yeah
This is form the brain n***a
I ain’t playing no games with you n***as man
Y’all n***as ain’t up to this type of level man
Some other shit
This don’t even have like a name
Know what I mean?
I’m not even in the rap game
Don’t associate me with that shit dog

[Verse 1]
Once upon a time not long ago
When rappers was rappers that didn’t sell their soul (Come on)f
All you saw was some VVS’s and gold
Now it’s about social media if you wanna be known
Sean Price asked [?] how he got the blue check on his name
P thought the shit was extra and lame
Rеal n***as gon’ do real things
I never had to liе
Leaving the barbershop after the dog P died
That was the saddest ride
He’s beat my ass if I cried so I decided to kill shit
Down for whatever, call me kill at will Vic
I was fresh as hell at Garfield Mall in the nineties (Yup)
Undeveloped photos where you could find me
Been on a rhyme spree for a long time, I done lost count
So many albums on the way I can never have droughts
I ain’t never gonna saturate my sound boy my sound is a brand
This for my n***as that pour rounds with their friends
And treat ‘em the same
Who else is to blame when you don’t get loot
Go to the Whole Foods and cop the big juice
We will never catch the letter after K
This is not Castaway
The rap shit is boring as fuck, what a n***a have to say
I think ever rapper rap about the same shit using the same words
Them the n***as that get on my nerves
[Chorus: Vic Spencer, Cuts by DJ Djaz]
Once upon a time not long ago
When rappers was rappers that didn’t sell their soul
All you saw was VVS’s and gold
Once upon a time not long ago
Once upon a time not long ago
When rappers was rappers that didn’t sell their soul
All you saw was VVS’s and gold
Once upon a time not long ago

[Verse 2]
Never mind me, I’m different from others
The ugliest brother out of my mama’s kids
I must be the wackest rapper
Because the gate keeps they still exist (Fuck)
Even though I sold vinyls I ain’t do shit
I’m back in the pit attacking your list
An accurate spit clap at their wigs beauty stores back in biz
Stacking my chips relax at the crib, packing the Swish
Shop in New York, blow my green stacks on Fifth
Got me a gig
And that’s to body rappers, an ill occupation
I kill conversations
(You know what I mean)
(How do you even step into that shit n***a?)
[Chorus: Vic Spencer, Cuts by DJ Djaz]
Once upon a time not long ago
All you saw was VVS’s and gold
Once upon a time not long ago(Yeah)
Once upon a time not long ago
I’m back in the pit
All you saw was VVS’s and gold
Once upon a time not long ago
Nobody fucking giving their heart on records man