Rookie & The Vet ft. Ransom Lyrics

Son of a gun since I was 5, never ostracized

Been certified, since birth, when my moms signed on that dotted line

My pops told me, don't look away, look him in his eyes

That way you'll be able to tell the moment he telling lies

Always been a student, never failed the test

Went to the school of the hard knocks, and I always rocked the wear the best

Just look at me, you can see who next

Always one step In front of the others

Been growing green, since the Chia Pet

I saw the gleam, only seen baguette's

I dreamed of the cream that these features get

Broader bands, like ethernets

I learned the game from the street religion

It don't take much strength to pull a trigger, try getting up and work for a living

Lorenzo told me that, moving like they owe me back

I want every dollar, every piece of pie, every single stack

Coming for mine, and I don't care who got it

Gimme the biggest profit

Point me straight to the plug, like I'm missing the socket

This shit for real, nothing funny

Can't believe what these paupers will do for money

Be they will sting you, just to get to the honey

That shit crazy, sorta like when Namond moved in with Bunny

Or when Calogero started working with Sonny

I need to block to feel this, like gentrification

And we really outside, like I'm off probabtion

Yeah, from the projects to a Bentley

I hope they don't resent me

Lito here, come and get me.

I'm just looking for respect

To get what I deserve, I gotta fight for what I get

I learned it from the best, what else you expect

It's where the fork meets the road

And the rookie meets the vet

Surprisingly, I'm the one who's controlling the genre

Still looking fresh, with some dolla bills old as Madonna

A soldier with honor

Heart of a king but I'm colder than Dahmer

They sold you the trauma

You move with the soul of Pachanga

I'm older and somber

So I'll take a moment to ponder

My time is near, so I ain't got a moment to squander

I'm Chad Wick, the pad hits, and I'm known in Wakanda

You get ate up with two fours, like I'm rolling with Mamba

That's real

I never strategize, I don't know when that applies

All I know is food for thought, what happens when the platters fried

What's good with all that chatter guys

That pillow talk, I'm still the boss

Put a M on the Ravens, make sure that the Steelers lost

Know how to take a bigger loss

You nigga soft, intercourse

Don't wanna hear your bitter thoughts

And all your pointless points you tryna get across

That just makes you insecure

I'm just tryna tint the Porsche

Cause I don't play them old games

Fake punching, flinch, you lost

They dumping, hit the floor

Jakes come in, hit the door

See you at the arraignment

I heard it through the wire, heard all them names that you naming

Wire, Namond, they don't even know what I'm saying

I'm displaying a different level of saying

That's a reference to Goku

My vocals precipitation

Brain storming, flames forming

He ain't know it was raining until I rained on him

And they ain't know I was changing, until I changed on 'em

It's first down for the rookie

Now move the chains for him

I'm just looking for respect

To get what I deserve, I gotta fight for what I get

I learned it from the best, what else you expect

It's where the fork meets the road

And the rookie meets the vet