Young M.A – 2020 Vision Lyrics
Young M.A – 2020 Vision Lyrics
Sleep walking part two
Hey
Zombie on the track
Uh, straight off the rip, get to the bag
The plan is to triple my cash and s--- on my past, hey
Had to put a lock on my heart ’cause the love don’t last
Really rich, but I’m humble, but I won’t brag
But I just blew 40K on a piece, VV’s, freazin’
Sick s---, every time I wear it, I’m sneezin’, sheesh
2020, gotta level up, increasin’, big
Gotta talk to these lil’ dumb n-----, preach, I’m preachin’
New money, but I’m gettin’ back to my old ways
Still hood, n----, still gotta get the chicken wings with the lo mein
Still good when I pull up, clap, clap, real life, it’s a real thing
Probably with 3 n-----, but when it’s war time, it’s the whole gang
Take your b----, then I f--- her, she ain’t comin’ back, homie this a sure thing, poor thing
I don’t cuff a broke b---- and I don’t cuff a no-name, no
Two tone cuban links, white and rose
Broke n----- ain’t never been in no banks, y’all really ho-made
Bank account on bar code, got a long nose, send a opp to the crossroads
Life taught me keep a eye open and my heart closed
Staring at the bottom of the Hennessy bottle, man, it’s a dark hole
Seein’ my brother name on that tombstone turned my heart to a charcoal
Life is a b---- (Uh), lil’ triflin’ b---- (Lil’ triflin’ b----, hey)
Most of these models be broke, stop hypin’ that b----, hey
IG got you out here feelin’ yourself
You got likes but you ain’t got no wealth, go get help, b----
Independent winning, when I get a check I ain’t never gotta split it (Never gotta split it)
Makin’ women fall in love with me, I ain’t even gotta hit it (I ain’t even gotta)
Most of these rappers be cappers, they fake, I can feel it in my spirit (I can feel it)
Ex still hittin’ my line, decline, I don’t even wanna hear it
Chain so loud, I’m deaf now, wrist on wet towel, they upset now
Yeah, uh
Life is such a letdown so I’m pourin’ up whenever I’m stressed out
Drinking most of the bottle for my dead n-----, gotta pour the rest out
You know I ain’t no trickin’ n----, I’ll treat a hoe like a step child
Amiri jeans with the reptiles with the Dior it’s flex now
Fell in love with the money, got my first mil’, now I’m obsessed now
‘Bout to do a couple movies out in Hollywood, catch me on the West now
Old friends turn new enemies, hatin’, wanna send threats now
Put a price on a n---- head, he correct now, I collect now
LLC Real Estate, I get a check and invest now
Buyin’ properties, black monopoly, no checkers, this chess now
Zombie on the track
Sleep walking part two
Hey
Zombie on the track
Uh, straight off the rip, get to the bag
The plan is to triple my cash and s--- on my past, hey
Had to put a lock on my heart ’cause the love don’t last
Really rich, but I’m humble, but I won’t brag
But I just blew 40K on a piece, VV’s, freazin’
Sick s---, every time I wear it, I’m sneezin’, sheesh
2020, gotta level up, increasin’, big
Gotta talk to these lil’ dumb n-----, preach, I’m preachin’
New money, but I’m gettin’ back to my old ways
Still hood, n----, still gotta get the chicken wings with the lo mein
Still good when I pull up, clap, clap, real life, it’s a real thing
Probably with 3 n-----, but when it’s war time, it’s the whole gang
Take your b----, then I f--- her, she ain’t comin’ back, homie this a sure thing, poor thing
I don’t cuff a broke b---- and I don’t cuff a no-name, no
Two tone cuban links, white and rose
Broke n----- ain’t never been in no banks, y’all really ho-made
Bank account on bar code, got a long nose, send a opp to the crossroads
Life taught me keep a eye open and my heart closed
Staring at the bottom of the Hennessy bottle, man, it’s a dark hole
Seein’ my brother name on that tombstone turned my heart to a charcoal
Life is a b---- (Uh), lil’ triflin’ b---- (Lil’ triflin’ b----, hey)
Most of these models be broke, stop hypin’ that b----, hey
IG got you out here feelin’ yourself
You got likes but you ain’t got no wealth, go get help, b----
Independent winning, when I get a check I ain’t never gotta split it (Never gotta split it)
Makin’ women fall in love with me, I ain’t even gotta hit it (I ain’t even gotta)
Most of these rappers be cappers, they fake, I can feel it in my spirit (I can feel it)
Ex still hittin’ my line, decline, I don’t even wanna hear it
Chain so loud, I’m deaf now, wrist on wet towel, they upset now
Yeah, uh
Life is such a letdown so I’m pourin’ up whenever I’m stressed out
Drinking most of the bottle for my dead n-----, gotta pour the rest out
You know I ain’t no trickin’ n----, I’ll treat a hoe like a step child
Amiri jeans with the reptiles with the Dior it’s flex now
Fell in love with the money, got my first mil’, now I’m obsessed now
‘Bout to do a couple movies out in Hollywood, catch me on the West now
Old friends turn new enemies, hatin’, wanna send threats now
Put a price on a n---- head, he correct now, I collect now
LLC Real Estate, I get a check and invest now
Buyin’ properties, black monopoly, no checkers, this chess now
Zombie on the track
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