Vault Frequency

Verse 1: Drake’s Conversational Storytelling) (Beat kicks back in. Delivered slow, clear, and confident. Pacing every word.) Started off wild, first fight on the cell, Ten years later, yeah, we know each other well. Both of us the black sheep, grazing in the shadows, Used to turn the late nights into little battles. Now the pride is gone, the frequency is locked, You never opened up the vault until I picked the lock. They look at us sideways, they don't get the build, Judging from the bleachers while we active in the field. Family got their expectations, built a mold for you to fit, But we cut from the same cloth, we wouldn't recommit. (Pre-Chorus: A$AP Rocky’s Visual Swagger) (Flow speeds up into a New York bounce. Smooth and arrogant.) I ain't ever gonna change, I'm exactly who I am, Built a sanctuary right outside the family plan. Different kind of brainwaves, flying through the exhaust, They trying to find the signal but the radar got lost. (Chorus: Don Toliver & Travis Scott Stadium Energy) (The beat drops hard. High-energy, melodic trap delivery. Voice pitched up and stretching the vowels.) We ain't the golden children, we the static on the screeeen! Ten years in the making, now we running the regiiiiime! Random noises on the speaker, ADHD energyyyy! Sleeping on the FaceTime, outcasts in synergy! They don't see the vision, let 'em look from the bleachers, We the only ones who understand the encrypted features! (Verse 2: The Ethereal Don Master Blend) (Back to the cool, storytelling pocket, but with a heavier attitude.) Yeah. Outcasts, but we fly with it. No respect from the outside, we in the sky with it. Digital tether, breathing through the glowing glass, Skipped the golden standard just to build it out of brass. You kept the heavy armor, wouldn't let nobody near it, Kept the walls high till I proved I wouldn't fear it. Now it's Sabrina and the kid against the whole grain, Same exact umbrella when we standing in the rain. (Bridge: The Weeknd’s Isolation) (The drums cut out completely. Just a dark, moody synthesizer and a soft, echoing vocal.) Never opened up the door till I gave the right knock... Now we sleeping on the call, ignoring the clock... From the arguments to silence when we breathe through the phone... Yeah, the two black sheep finally found them a home... (Chorus: Don Toliver & Travis Scott Stadium Energy) (Drums smash back in for the final peak.) We ain't the golden children, we the static on the screeeen! Ten years in the making, now we running the regiiiiime! Random noises on the speaker, ADHD energyyyy! Sleeping on the FaceTime, outcasts in synergy! They don't see the vision, let 'em look from the bleachers, We the only ones who understand the encrypted features! (Outro: The Late-Night Fade) (Beat slowly fades out. Travis Scott hums return, echoing out into silence.) Still breathing through the phone... Just the static and the tone... Yeah... encrypted. (Click. Silence