Twentymineteen

Twenty mine teen
On that ultra light beam
Beat it up like fight scene
You cannot get like me
They tryna be cold movie theatre icee
That seems fishy imma call em Pisces
Ruf doin the right thing, I'm on that Spike Lee
Rip ya ear up, I spit it out like I'm Mike T
Above the clouds bringin thunder and the lightening
Match this I wish you wooouulld come and delight me
Ten and two what it do I'm driving
Trendin new comin thru I'm thriving
Em and Wu, Ren and Cube
Pen and Ruf all the proof YOUUU need to know that rap is surviving
Weezy said phone home I'm dialing
Got the whole planet watching me in widescreen
Groovy like a kid of Powers I'm Beehiving (behaving)
Tryna turn this rap thing into a whole life thing

2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Every day I sight see just lookin at my wifey!
2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Imma get it right YUP in my white tee
2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Imma do my thang I don't care if you don't like me
2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Check the minute hand that's good timing

2019 far from just a pipe dream
Gotta put in work and a word to the man Almighty
Forget a rear view I'm not about the dice see
I've got no stop signs as far as I see
East side to the west side find me
Not from the bay but I can get hyphy
They likely, will Criticize me
No denying what a time to be alive B
Mental on up where your mind be?
Bird box trends don't be blind B
Eyes to the skies that's where all the signs be
Universal get the stars aligning
This my outline Homicide crime scene
Every dark cloud has its silver lining
You surprised see I welcome you to my dream
I rap as if it feeds me and imma get the ice cream

2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Every day I sight see just lookin at my wifey!
2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Imma get it right YUP in my white tee
2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Imma do my thang I don't care if you don't like me
2019
Flip it
20 mine teen
Check the minute hand that's good timing

2019
Imma make it mine teen
Pillage every beats like they call me Rob The Viking
Pillagin villages with my lyrics spittin venom man
Leavin heads spinnin they spinnin way more than a ceiling fan
Till my face turn blue im doin it you a minute man
Leave me to my craft it's my biz why you in it man?
This is my year imma bring the fire
Not for hire, I don't want your flier
Too tired of these whack liars
They washed up let me throw em in the drier



Credits
Writer(s): Bronson Wagstaff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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