[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 2]
Turn to sicko, Deuce Bigalow, get up your dough
Chickies couldn't stick me, no, lock me down
I ain't copping out, I'm honest bout what I talk about
See, I came different every song, I made this shit my own
Y'all just did it wrong
I did it rhythmic with the tone
Seen it up close could see the bad shit lifted from my soul
How I'ma spit today, that's what Wiki chose
Little did they know I came up off of killer flow
Oh shit, let's keep it going, Yall don't seem to know him but
When you see him blowing, you won't seem to know him
Fiending to be eating on
Nah I've been slipping, keep it going
You must be trippin', feet are folded
I been sitting ready to get this heat up off me
Speakers blowing out, I blow her back out, she told me keep it going
It ain't me with no gold on, leaving out my house
See me with teeth, they be golden (glowin), gleaming in my mouth
And its time if it gets stolen, I'ma have to seek 'em out
Scoping, scolding heat steaming out my mouth
And I ain't really tryna roast 'em, I'm just reaching out
But don't approach him if you don't know him, don't know what he's about
[Chorus]
I put in too much work for this, hurt for this
Put a fresh uptown in the dirt for this
Put down every verse I spit, in curse (cursive) or print
Every curse, every word legit
Was it worth all this?
Ain't been to church in six years
Even know the idea, I still flirt with it
Fuck that, the block is my mind, the stoops the stool that I sit on
Are you kidding me (kid on or men on) tryna get on
There's rules to this
Follow them close or you get swallowed up quick
[Verse 3]
Pat stop frontin' on your Dave Hollister tip
Only fronted once when I said "Stay blunted and lit"
Dub, cuz now it's all spliffs and don't get as drunken as much as I did
Your pride's in how you didn't try, shit
Amount of papers crumpled and ripped
'Cause them bars wasn't at the level wanted to get
But on God if you ain't on ball with what I did
How the fuck I live, shouldn't have a problem jumping the ship
But I promise that last step gon' come with regret
Lil twitch split sec right when water gon' hit
Tryna be positive but forgot what tolerance is
Like them all in pandemic when all of them left
[Chorus]
I put in too much work for this, hurt for this
Put a fresh uptown in the dirt for this
Put down every verse I spit, in curse (cursive) or print
Every curse, every word legit
Was it worth all this?
Ain't been to church in six years
Even know (though) the idea, I still flirt with it
Fuck that, the block is my mind, the stoop the stool that I sit on
Are you kidding me (kid on, me on) [?] tryna get on (Fuck outta here)
There's rules to this
Follow them close so you get swallowed up quick
[Outro]
Ain't seen hard work til you seen Juju Merk on this
I know we just gon' let him merk this shit
[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 2]
Turn to sicko, Deuce Bigalow, get up your dough
Chickies couldn't stick me, no, lock me down
I ain't copping out, I'm honest bout what I talk about
See, I came different every song, I made this shit my own
Y'all just did it wrong
I did it rhythmic with the tone
Seen it up close could see the bad shit lifted from my soul
How I'ma spit today, that's what Wiki chose
Little did they know I came up off of killer flow
Oh shit, let's keep it going, Yall don't seem to know him but
When you see him blowing, you won't seem to know him
Fiending to be eating on
Nah I've been slipping, keep it going
You must be trippin', feet are folded
I been sitting ready to get this heat up off me
Speakers blowing out, I blow her back out, she told me keep it going
It ain't me with no gold on, leaving out my house
See me with teeth, they be golden (glowin), gleaming in my mouth
And its time if it gets stolen, I'ma have to seek 'em out
Scoping, scolding heat steaming out my mouth
And I ain't really tryna roast 'em, I'm just reaching out
But don't approach him if you don't know him, don't know what he's about
[Chorus]
I put in too much work for this, hurt for this
Put a fresh uptown in the dirt for this
Put down every verse I spit, in curse (cursive) or print
Every curse, every word legit
Was it worth all this?
Ain't been to church in six years
Even know the idea, I still flirt with it
Fuck that, the block is my mind, the stoops the stool that I sit on
Are you kidding me (kid on or men on) tryna get on
There's rules to this
Follow them close or you get swallowed up quick
[Verse 3]
Pat stop frontin' on your Dave Hollister tip
Only fronted once when I said "Stay blunted and lit"
Dub, cuz now it's all spliffs and don't get as drunken as much as I did
Your pride's in how you didn't try, shit
Amount of papers crumpled and ripped
'Cause them bars wasn't at the level wanted to get
But on God if you ain't on ball with what I did
How the fuck I live, shouldn't have a problem jumping the ship
But I promise that last step gon' come with regret
Lil twitch split sec right when water gon' hit
Tryna be positive but forgot what tolerance is
Like them all in pandemic when all of them left
[Chorus]
I put in too much work for this, hurt for this
Put a fresh uptown in the dirt for this
Put down every verse I spit, in curse (cursive) or print
Every curse, every word legit
Was it worth all this?
Ain't been to church in six years
Even know (though) the idea, I still flirt with it
Fuck that, the block is my mind, the stoop the stool that I sit on
Are you kidding me (kid on, me on) [?] tryna get on (Fuck outta here)
There's rules to this
Follow them close so you get swallowed up quick
[Outro]
Ain't seen hard work til you seen Juju Merk on this
I know we just gon' let him merk this shit
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