[Intro]
[Verse 1]
They saying "This gon' be your year, dude"
What you mean? 2021 or 2022?
This gon’ be my decade and I'ma take it, doing what I'm finna do
The last decade I been doing it, it was just fuckin’ school
Was just training for my next move, what I got coming through
When I was still on going 'round globe, y'all was running food
No broke, are you little man? Need to learn to be big bro too
Time flew while I grew, your pinnacle was 22
After all the disrespect shit if only seen it move
Dipping any of you, them questions gettin' cynical
Cross the line, get critical, I'm getting rid of you
Ain't welcome to the city, bitch, get on movin'
Ain't a list of you or maybe 6 of you, gassing up your little bubble
Lord to a couple of peers know ’bout you, know ’bout who?
Dont assume I know your name, I saw you and say what it do
When I came home, took the homie that out-hustled you
I took him on the road, tried to give him some more shit to do
I took him 'round the world but he still [?] more pandemic off the girl
So I gotta level up to get him out
This cycle [?] it reoccur
’Cause if he can't read then he gon' be really hurt
So Wiki gotta handle work
So homie won't be...fifty having to handle work
Took me a minute but finally got a handle on my work
What was it worth?
If I was a clerk, the sermon would have ’em standin' up in church
Say what I want, hey, what did they say, whatever works
But does it work if she don't like what I say then she burnt
Think she too pretty, suck my dick, that's my old girl
Few times she did it was a treat though I got over her
Came back when I got on, hope she learned now
All she know how to do is make my toes curl
Deep throat make [?] hurl, she suck me dry
I ain't gon' lie, love her though, I can't get off of her
But you left me out to dry, shit, it's a cold world
Earth drying up, but still the world cold
But don't need no referral before world knows that my words gold (dope)
And I don't sacrifice my words so I can make the flow work, no
Been my ammo/M.O. but mix that with my work flow
The kid finna blow, been pro but it's been slow
No more Oz's of mid, and mid hoes
If you ain't leveling up with him, you could get gone
Get the fuck up out my crib mode
[Verse 1]
They saying "This gon' be your year, dude"
What you mean? 2021 or 2022?
This gon’ be my decade and I'ma take it, doing what I'm finna do
The last decade I been doing it, it was just fuckin’ school
Was just training for my next move, what I got coming through
When I was still on going 'round globe, y'all was running food
No broke, are you little man? Need to learn to be big bro too
Time flew while I grew, your pinnacle was 22
After all the disrespect shit if only seen it move
Dipping any of you, them questions gettin' cynical
Cross the line, get critical, I'm getting rid of you
Ain't welcome to the city, bitch, get on movin'
Ain't a list of you or maybe 6 of you, gassing up your little bubble
Lord to a couple of peers know ’bout you, know ’bout who?
Dont assume I know your name, I saw you and say what it do
When I came home, took the homie that out-hustled you
I took him on the road, tried to give him some more shit to do
I took him 'round the world but he still [?] more pandemic off the girl
So I gotta level up to get him out
This cycle [?] it reoccur
’Cause if he can't read then he gon' be really hurt
So Wiki gotta handle work
So homie won't be...fifty having to handle work
Took me a minute but finally got a handle on my work
What was it worth?
If I was a clerk, the sermon would have ’em standin' up in church
Say what I want, hey, what did they say, whatever works
But does it work if she don't like what I say then she burnt
Think she too pretty, suck my dick, that's my old girl
Few times she did it was a treat though I got over her
Came back when I got on, hope she learned now
All she know how to do is make my toes curl
Deep throat make [?] hurl, she suck me dry
I ain't gon' lie, love her though, I can't get off of her
But you left me out to dry, shit, it's a cold world
Earth drying up, but still the world cold
But don't need no referral before world knows that my words gold (dope)
And I don't sacrifice my words so I can make the flow work, no
Been my ammo/M.O. but mix that with my work flow
The kid finna blow, been pro but it's been slow
No more Oz's of mid, and mid hoes
If you ain't leveling up with him, you could get gone
Get the fuck up out my crib mode
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