Last Year
Yeah
Hmm
Boom look who just stepped in the room
Boy with the hottest bars like I'm rappin in
Alabama June
Yeah I got the tunes nigga
All my bitches wearin good perfume nigga whoa
Nike tech on metro with the work
Bad girl I don't even give the slightest smirk
I'm cold with it
I do the music and you know I put my soul with it
I got the shit for your speaker you can roll with it
Wooo
Damn I'm back with the rhymes again
Your new girl hittin my line again
Damn
What she doin that for
You lucky that a nigga hit ignore
If I didn't guarantee I'll have her pull up to the crib
And she'll be talkin how she like the way I live
Then she peck me on my neck
Now I'm goin in raw
Now you takin care of a couple kids
While the boy do it big nigga
How dare them boys be hatin on my name
Be the same ones switchin roles for the fame
You a lame nigga
Can't do the song because you ran out of cocaine nigga whoa
Never been the one to hate
I love the competition
It make a boy great
But the moment yo pen ain't wearin a vest
I kill careers now ya producer buyin a black dress
I ain't playin with you nigga no more
You know what I'm sayin
We ain't really playin with em no more
You know what I'm sayin
We said this was gon be our year last year
You know what I'm sayin
Now me and Jag we just in the studio
We had to double back
Listen
2 I'm comin for ya headtop
Workin like I'm runnin in a sweatshop
Killin shit
And I hope there's a witness
Just so I can tell him to mind they fuckin business
Watch this game I diminish my nigga
Hennessy replenish my nigga
I'm glad they ain't give my father a sentence my nigga
Without the love I'll probably be finished my nigga
Reggie runnin rap game no scrimmage my nigga
Yeah I come through
All black benz latest trend
Then I lost a couple friend
But it's okay
They gonna have to see me win
They gonna have to see me on stage
And pay the twinny twin just so they get in yeah
In this game I aim with precision
I promised mom this was the right decision
Now it's king suites look at how we livin
Before I got it it was still what I envisioned
Me alone now I'm shuttin off my phone
No money no home what the fuck is goin on
250 back to Rome I'm laggin on the payment
But he know I'm gonna be famous
Candy chromin on the pavement
I came in with the latest Raf Simmons
No laces on these marble floors
She ain't know cause she basic
Caviar if she don't take it
Then I leave her in the basement
Then it's sayonara off the races
Hoppin in a spaceship whoa
Hmm
Boom look who just stepped in the room
Boy with the hottest bars like I'm rappin in
Alabama June
Yeah I got the tunes nigga
All my bitches wearin good perfume nigga whoa
Nike tech on metro with the work
Bad girl I don't even give the slightest smirk
I'm cold with it
I do the music and you know I put my soul with it
I got the shit for your speaker you can roll with it
Wooo
Damn I'm back with the rhymes again
Your new girl hittin my line again
Damn
What she doin that for
You lucky that a nigga hit ignore
If I didn't guarantee I'll have her pull up to the crib
And she'll be talkin how she like the way I live
Then she peck me on my neck
Now I'm goin in raw
Now you takin care of a couple kids
While the boy do it big nigga
How dare them boys be hatin on my name
Be the same ones switchin roles for the fame
You a lame nigga
Can't do the song because you ran out of cocaine nigga whoa
Never been the one to hate
I love the competition
It make a boy great
But the moment yo pen ain't wearin a vest
I kill careers now ya producer buyin a black dress
I ain't playin with you nigga no more
You know what I'm sayin
We ain't really playin with em no more
You know what I'm sayin
We said this was gon be our year last year
You know what I'm sayin
Now me and Jag we just in the studio
We had to double back
Listen
2 I'm comin for ya headtop
Workin like I'm runnin in a sweatshop
Killin shit
And I hope there's a witness
Just so I can tell him to mind they fuckin business
Watch this game I diminish my nigga
Hennessy replenish my nigga
I'm glad they ain't give my father a sentence my nigga
Without the love I'll probably be finished my nigga
Reggie runnin rap game no scrimmage my nigga
Yeah I come through
All black benz latest trend
Then I lost a couple friend
But it's okay
They gonna have to see me win
They gonna have to see me on stage
And pay the twinny twin just so they get in yeah
In this game I aim with precision
I promised mom this was the right decision
Now it's king suites look at how we livin
Before I got it it was still what I envisioned
Me alone now I'm shuttin off my phone
No money no home what the fuck is goin on
250 back to Rome I'm laggin on the payment
But he know I'm gonna be famous
Candy chromin on the pavement
I came in with the latest Raf Simmons
No laces on these marble floors
She ain't know cause she basic
Caviar if she don't take it
Then I leave her in the basement
Then it's sayonara off the races
Hoppin in a spaceship whoa
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Writer(s): Reginald Harvey
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