Vimana

(Revolt) Rev-v-v-volt

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

And I don't save niggas, I show niggas how to save they selves

I got in the game, this ain't GTA don't play yourself

Gave 'em hell, off a counter where ain't shit to do but fail

Dodgin' sales, dodgin' shells, traumatized before you 12

Can't complain, that's the hand we got, them's the cards we's dealt

And it's crazy how they try da copy, can't even be yourself

It's a thousand of the same faces I can differentiate, apes, I disintegrate

You be playin' bestie with her, I do chest to chest-ie with her

This the calm 'fore the storm

If they give you roses, watch out for the thorns

My whole clique, outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform, we do not conform, yeah

'Cause it's the calm before the storm

And if they give you roses, watch out for the thorns

My whole clique, outside of the norm, yuh

And I don't play bitches, most these bitches play they selves

I just slay bitches, you would think it's jingle bell

I just aim bitches, you would think it's AOL

I'm a Mack bish, and you shouldn't be Adele

Late up in your loft, drinking wine, singing slow songs

Baby, live your life 'cause it goes on

If you're such a big timer, bitch, get your roll on

Let go of your past, quit tryna hold on

Girl, you gotta love yourself before you can love me

Girl, you gotta want yourself before you can want me

Gotta be able to gas yourself, it's called self-esteem

Don't let these niggas sell your ass a dream

Calm 'fore the storm

If they give you roses, watch out for the thorns

My whole clique, outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform, we do not conform, yeah

'Cause it's the calm before the storm

And if they give you roses, watch out for the thorns

My whole clique, outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform, we do not conform

And I don't hate on niggas, most these niggas hate they selves

Crippled by they album sales, caught up in that label hell

Hold they breath every time they drop, now they waitin' to excel

They confine inside they box, now they waitin' to Excel

Now they mad at you, 'cause they see you doin' well

Made it out, you prevail now they wishing you would fail

Man, it's crazy 'cause in your mind all you did was wish 'em well

Helped 'em up when they have fell, watched 'em stumble and didn't tell

And still, they resent you

'Cause you did a job that you was meant to

They get mad 'cause you return the shots they sent too

Was at the bottom, but I still reach my ascent too

This the calm 'fore the storm

If they give you roses, watch out for the thorns

My whole clique, outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform, we do not conform, yeah

'Cause it's the calm before the storm

And if they give you roses, watch out for the thorns

My whole clique, outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform, we do not conform