Guess Who's Back Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
When y'all was in the clubs I had to pass cause I was focused
Now the seeds that I had planted in the past are starting to open
Steady in transit, plans to make a stand for all my fans
I steady my hands so I can reap benefits of this land
At a standstill
If you don't congratulate me then my fans will
From Detroit, Florida, Phoenix and LA just like I'm Grant Hill
Got fans all over
Wait
When y'all was in the clubs I had to pass cause I was focused
Now the seeds that I had planted in the past are starting to open
Steady in transit, plans to make a stand for all my fans
I steady my hands
I can reap benefits of this land
At a standstill
If you don't congratulate me then my fans will
From Detroit, Florida, Phoenix and LA just like I'm Grant Hill
Got fans all over
Wait
Yeah these plans got this man all focused
Gave you a chance to get open
I'm on the scene now
Now that I'm buzzing, say they believe now
When I was in the greenhouse, planting seeds for my team now
They aint wanna help, I had to grind to get popping
You know these hoes gon fall in love soon as you look like you got it
You know my squad looking like the 98 all star game
With MJ on it
Tryna get the bread then count the dough like Beignets on it
Tryna get Kim K money
I'm like a sensei homie
I'm here to teach you a lesson
You know the beat my reflection
I got the streets as a weapon
Yeah yeah
They saying that I'm next, I'm so invested, got it bulletproofed
Y'all let labels bully you
I'm Vizion, see it through and through
I'm like who is who
Who is you? Bring your crew with you
Superman, bulletproof
Do your dance, act a fool
Bring these rappers through
Let em know I'm the man
I laid my head on plastic every night that's such a vivid picture
My decisions made me who I am, that's why I go by Vizion
Hold up listen
I been through the trenches like a soldier in battle
Load up the saddle, road into battle, my bros on the ladder
I'm on the way, I feel it more than ever
They saying I should celebrate but I'm just tryna get better
Still got some things on the schedule
Still got some dreams I deem special
Quarantine through the weather
Another level, the score has been settled all together
Hand me downs was never worn
Cause I was feeling torn
When I was born
I had to walk through the storm like every morn
But now I mourn the thoughts I used to have
Attached to things I used to grab
I been on the path to be happy
Swear I'm not looking back
Wait nigga, tryna stack 8 figures
Can't be replaced, feeling like Drake, all this fake love
I'll rather lose you than lose me
I put that on my life
You know I had to sacrifice
Giving up, that's bad advice
Yeah yeah
They tryna be a rapper's wife
They like "Where you at tonight?"
I'm back to life
Know they trash when they write
I crash and fight
And guess who's bizzack
Double back when I slide through
And check the vibe too
Where the jet? Know I'm a fly dude
Tryna ball like Calliou
Not the one that you lie to
Tryna just slide right by you
Know you can guess who's back nigga
Sheesh