Victory
Papoose Lyrics

Yea bigg”
Excited about what's to come next

Yea, yea”
Continuation of excitement about what's to come next

I chase hustlas of the block tell them get Of the strip, You 8 ball shaving dog you a ain't flipping a brick
Discouraging small-time street drug dealers who aren't serious about running a real operation

I chase rappers of the stage tell them get Of the Mic You just rapping about it homeboy this shit is my life
Challenging rappers who don't have real-life experience to get off stage and let someone with actual street knowledge perform

I look murders in the eye that's word Of a trigga If I'm still alive, you ain't a real murderer nigga
Boasting about his own toughness and challenging others who claim to be murderous

I put it work Work on this starving streets I put it work. I aint never squash a bee I put it work, work on the block all night I put it work, work on this got them mic I put it work, work on this starving streets I put it work, I aint never squash a bee
Talking about his hard work to succeed in the music industry and on the streets and refusing to back down from any challenge, big or small

I don't demolish ya rappers cause I doubt ya breads But I cant go back to Brooklyn without ya heads Run upon me ya better re route ya legs How many miles ya feed These niggas be taking food out ya plates But you calimin that you blast your glock I aint pass nobody my plate, I pass a pout They telling you who the feed taking half on top Niggas be running your plate like a traffic cop
Challenging rappers who claim to be tough but are really just making music for money, while also admonishing those stealing food off others' plates, and boasting about holding his own

Rappers be getting leaned on when they getting rap doe Trying to lean on me they see I got a cash flow Wanna lean on me, but when I let that mack blow I bet you it would make lean back like fat joe
Rappers who are just in it for the money are threatened by Papoose's success and are trying to piggyback off him, but he knows they will quickly back down when confronted

I spit the greater originally like jazz-o Dictator like Castro I was in a wimp in the celly Yea hitting some chick with the elly Had a feed pumping gas in a wimp of the Getty that's when I seen my man who rip something deadly He walked around stick something ready Nigga told me sin something light I gripped on a deasy I don't sin something light but sin somethin heavy
Boasting about his own talent, referencing influential historical figures, and reminiscing about a time when he was in jail and his friend told him to only commit small crimes, but instead he committed a much larger crime

Talking that mess over that under hand tracks Goin get you and your other man wack Im from the motherland but this gutter lain crap Got this brother men strap They hit one of your mans in the back laid your upper man flat The docter had to cut his arms off then black They say one of his arm but his other hand a rap Now every time he come to a show the mothafucka cant clap
Exposing hidden threats that can arise from small disagreements, particularly in a more dangerous setting like the streets, leading to devastating consequences

How you bag on a ounce and bring one grand back Cant cut a damn crack I hate when two of my mans get it to it I cant fuckin stand that I aint no referee understand that don't ask me for a towel if he cuts you I don't want to hear that Ima hand you a razor and tell you cut that man back
Complaining about a common industry problem and how it mirrors problems in the drug game, while also expressing frustration at being dragged into conflicts between friends

You a dolor not a soldier Understand that They got you out hear carrying hundred grams packs I don't care if he rich or he bust his damn gat That don't make him nice the cocksocker cant rap Maybe go to industrie parties my who fam strap Hot 9, 7 smither? ? ? ? In Brooklyn we don't give a fuck about rubber band stacks Niggas will rob you for your money and give you your rubber bands back
Insisting that the people he works with on the street are really tough and not just looking for a quick payout, while also asserting that the success that comes with the industry isn't worth all the trouble

Real dogs don't got a tail to get of jail Fake dogs telling on each other how the hell Cause my dogs dogs Cause they ride well I call yall dogs cause everyone of ya niggas got a tail
Explaining how real gangsters behave and excoriating fake ones who aren't really about that life by calling them out for their flippant behavior and betrayal

Stay planin is next to the smart niggas im standing Cause yo im be expecting them hard for ya niggas to panic Man I aint messing with ya niggas im glammin Ya slick talkin ya bay yo nigga is cannon O.T I shoot like all millie in vange New york yo niggas do damage
Declaring his ability to stay calm under pressure and calling out other rappers who aren't really about their words, while bragging about his own abilities

Niggas who do under hammin moves take smart dudes for granted Getting the upper hand why would give yall niggas advantge Soon as you lay an eye at your mouth niggas You jammamin Dark like you a fanam a lot of niggas be acting hard like they could stand it But man when the shot go off They be under them cars like a macanic
Admonishing others for underestimating people who are smarter or more powerful than them and making fun of people who pretend to be tough despite their fear in the face of danger

Cause you cant try to touch a big track physically Only way you cant touch a big track I lyrically The upinomy lyrical ability Soulute busta rhymes puffy and big This is victory Face fire don't run tfrom scorchers And flames My blood don't run homie you walk through my veins
Explaining the importance of respect in the music industry and how talent is the only metric that matters, and asserts his own talent and superiority