Lyrics: Triumph

[Verse 1 - Wale] Ladies and gentlemen [echo] I ain't tryin to be politically correct But I won't rest 'til I'm givin my respect And my vision isn't set on the money I get But more less the vets, I'm comin for y'all neck I ain't ?, just feelin how you felt when you came more or less The change is imminent I asked Mr. West for a little bit of help Realized us new niggaz got to get it ourself So I dreamed of presentin myself And the only thing I fear is I being shelved The cocky, lobbyist for nobody Book so many bitches should of been a Cum Laude Fuck the camaraderie with B rate artists I'm ballin, you niggaz is Arliss, so watch this Always knew where the pot was With no receivers had the pickin of a option Tommie Frazier on the motherfuckin one or two's Or Michael Vick if y'all bark nigga, y'all through [echo] [Verse 2 - Wale] Yeah, 25, 25, 25, can I get 30? My side Jones is fat and my freak Jones is purdy Why? 'Cause I Mac like (Bernie) And she swallow everything like (Kirby) Not Puckett but I hit it then I duck a bitch And older women put a nigga on their Bucket List Me against you, the movie of the year 'Cause you (Slumdog) and I'm the (Millionaire) Their buzz internet and mines internat- ional, wearin that, Chanel fitted cap I know they suck, I'm just showin you where my city at Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad But since Mark put a nigga on that Lily track I had the British hoes talkin 'bout bring him back But that's a shitty accent, you should've figured that 'Cause I've been drinkin to the point that I'm a Dizzie Ra- scal, fix up, look sharp Joe 'Cause I'm a look that part until I'm all broke, yeah [echo]