Vanse - Faith Lyrics

I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin' back strong, 4-5, red threads
Wanna hear it bump when you feelin' my shit
Slime vomit, homies love it when I spit
Now it's 20 years later and I'm on the Forbes list
I got faith in my heart, I'ma take over this shit
"Yung Vanse, man, your shit is too sad"
Join the fuckin' club, everybody tell me that
I'm sick of people out here tryna tell me how to rap
I just feel like they ain't wanna hear the truth, no cap
They just yap-yap
I keep a strap packed
Tucked it in my backpack
Homie, you ain't want that
Baby, I got bitches lined up, waitin' for they chance to fuck
And I be walkin' real tough 'cause my chain a million bucks, ya
Would yuh look at that, I'm like everybody else
Ain't this what you wanted? I just really can't tell
If you don't wanna listen then you ain't my clientele
And your opinions go to hell 'cause I'ma stay true to myself
I got big dreams
I'm on my Drake shit
And I don't need a team
I put my faith into the kid
And I'ma get on the grid because I can spit like this
And if you don't wanna believe it then you can take it and ditch
And now I'm gone
I'm on my own
I'm all alone
Ya I'm gone
But now I'm in my zone
Baby, just leave me alone
I got the moon on my phone
I think it's time to claim my throne
814 I was grown
And it'll always be home
I'm tryna make it out this city
Tryna make this city known, and I'ma
I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin' back strong, 4-5, red threads
Wanna hear it bump when you feelin' my shit
Slime vomit, homies love it when I spit
Now it's 20 years later and I'm on the Forbes list
I got faith in my heart, I'ma take over this shit
Yung Vanse, baby, you gon' get used to the name
And I ain't tryna pop just for the money and the fame
I'm just tryna run the game like Monopoly
And ain't nobody stoppin' me
I'm terminal velocity
And, homie, I'ma run the whole board
Like I'm playin' chess with swords
Catch me BET awards, I'm tryna run it 'til I'm bored
I don't wanna drive this Ford
I wanna buy the lot
16-car garage, fill every spot
L'emme put you on, baby, I just made a song
I hit the studio one time and I belong
Don't do it for the money, baby, don't get me wrong
But I'ma stack it and stack it until I can't no more
Because I know how it feels when all yuh pockets are sore
And, ya, I know how it feels when everybody ignores
So I'ma force 'em to listen so that they listen some more
Cause I got all this shit to say, but you I'm sayin' it for, so listen
I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin' back strong, 4-5, red threads
Wanna hear it bump when you feelin' my shit
Slime vomit, homies love it when I spit
Now it's 20 years later and I'm on the Forbes list
I got faith in my heart, I'ma take over this shit
You can run your mouth, lately I don't really care
I'm just doin' me, and everybody wanna stare
But you just keep on doin' you, walkin' 'round all aimlessly
While I've been workin' gracefully, and I'm doin' it faithfully
I gotta say it blatantly, you ain't even shit to me
Cause you just tryna bring me down as soon as you see me succeed
Well, fuck it, I'ma proceed, so no need to compete
I'm done with all this petty shit, I'm puttin' all my faith in me
I'm done
(Ya it's goin' into me)
(Ya I'm done, I'm done with y'all, nah, aye, aye)
(I'm done with y'all, nah, aye)

I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin' back strong, 4-5, red threads
Wanna hear it bump when you feelin' my shit
Slime vomit, homies love it when I spit
Now it's 20 years later and I'm on the Forbes list
I got faith in my heart, I'ma take over this shit
"Yung Vanse, man, your shit is too sad"
Join the fuckin' club, everybody tell me that
I'm sick of people out here tryna tell me how to rap
I just feel like they ain't wanna hear the truth, no cap
They just yap-yap
I keep a strap packed
Tucked it in my backpack
Homie, you ain't want that
Baby, I got bitches lined up, waitin' for they chance to fuck
And I be walkin' real tough 'cause my chain a million bucks, ya
Would yuh look at that, I'm like everybody else
Ain't this what you wanted? I just really can't tell
If you don't wanna listen then you ain't my clientele
And your opinions go to hell 'cause I'ma stay true to myself
I got big dreams
I'm on my Drake shit
And I don't need a team
I put my faith into the kid
And I'ma get on the grid because I can spit like this
And if you don't wanna believe it then you can take it and ditch
And now I'm gone
I'm on my own
I'm all alone
Ya I'm gone
But now I'm in my zone
Baby, just leave me alone
I got the moon on my phone
I think it's time to claim my throne
814 I was grown
And it'll always be home
I'm tryna make it out this city
Tryna make this city known, and I'ma
I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin' back strong, 4-5, red threads
Wanna hear it bump when you feelin' my shit
Slime vomit, homies love it when I spit
Now it's 20 years later and I'm on the Forbes list
I got faith in my heart, I'ma take over this shit
Yung Vanse, baby, you gon' get used to the name
And I ain't tryna pop just for the money and the fame
I'm just tryna run the game like Monopoly
And ain't nobody stoppin' me
I'm terminal velocity
And, homie, I'ma run the whole board
Like I'm playin' chess with swords
Catch me BET awards, I'm tryna run it 'til I'm bored
I don't wanna drive this Ford
I wanna buy the lot
16-car garage, fill every spot
L'emme put you on, baby, I just made a song
I hit the studio one time and I belong
Don't do it for the money, baby, don't get me wrong
But I'ma stack it and stack it until I can't no more
Because I know how it feels when all yuh pockets are sore
And, ya, I know how it feels when everybody ignores
So I'ma force 'em to listen so that they listen some more
Cause I got all this shit to say, but you I'm sayin' it for, so listen
I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin' back strong, 4-5, red threads
Wanna hear it bump when you feelin' my shit
Slime vomit, homies love it when I spit
Now it's 20 years later and I'm on the Forbes list
I got faith in my heart, I'ma take over this shit
You can run your mouth, lately I don't really care
I'm just doin' me, and everybody wanna stare
But you just keep on doin' you, walkin' 'round all aimlessly
While I've been workin' gracefully, and I'm doin' it faithfully
I gotta say it blatantly, you ain't even shit to me
Cause you just tryna bring me down as soon as you see me succeed
Well, fuck it, I'ma proceed, so no need to compete
I'm done with all this petty shit, I'm puttin' all my faith in me
I'm done
(Ya it's goin' into me)
(Ya I'm done, I'm done with y'all, nah, aye, aye)
(I'm done with y'all, nah, aye)