Year Two…
Year Two
I had to put some people in my rearview
I’m seeing my peers trying to peer through
Gotta get on the court and make em fear you
Now the crowd cheers you
I jumped over every hurdle I had last Summer
Just keep tracks coming, cause I’m a fast runner
Fast learner, looked over, but I pass under
I can’t eat with my niggas like it’s The Last Supper
I’m trying to get my buddy rich, not no Jazz drummer
And the click moved quick, that’s a fast shutter
Seen what I did before G at broadband
Then Bonavia put four Gs in my hand and said “Go do what you can”
I bought a laptop, made me a player
Put merch on Backstock, created a brand
That got me twenty more grand
Played “The Kick” and it made you a fan
Never forget what you did for me, man (yeah)
Year two
Y-y-y-year two
Y-y-y-year two
Y-ye, y-ye, y-ye, y-y-y-year two
Niggas thought I fell off and never gotten up
Sometimes you fail and feel like your best is not enough
And they think you not as tough
Or that song ain’t hot enough
But you know it’s going down when real shit rising up
Feel like Seal, my scars ain’t make a star
Dedication did, but bet that it played a part
They said ain’t no art in my state, but I’m state of the art
So they wanna snatch you up, just to take it apart
Fascinated by any fan that I captivated
People want a piece of it then say that they made it
I seen that happen but all my actions is calculated
I don’t act too volatile but I’m activated
Trying not to get too agitated
Last time the bat’ll return aggravated
Bad vibes from the industry so saturated
Had highs but now you just stay medicated
Damn, year two, same Jokers, Two-Faces
Mac and Nip gone, I miss them dudes faces
Couple years I took off, working on a book y’all
Gave me phrases to change a few pages
Every lesson learned will not be forgot
Til I drop, I’ma wonder if this is a dream or not
Growing like deuce one, come and see my block
This is year two for the fools who might think I stopped
Vizzy
Year two
Y-y-y-year two
Y-y-y-year two
Y-ye, y-ye, y-ye, y-y-y-year two
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