COVID-19
I a'int never been complacent
I'm independently chasing
All my dreams but this game
Got me racing against the racist
Never know what somebody is Thinking until they say it
I was living next door to a hater That's so adjacent
Didn't know it
So I just wrote it like I'm a poet
Been apart of societal customs
Since I could notice
Now everybody mad
When I tell them the truth
Put the money in the bag
Like a teller in booths
Trying to save for a rainy day
Cuz even though it's summer time
I can tell them dark clouds
Bout to bring some rain
2020 Vision
Is the year of no ambition
Everybody locked up
Quarantine got us tripping
I been pushing all my music
Through the masses
Trying to be the greatest
But I'm only seeing flashes
Every time I drop
I just want it to be classic
But you got to learn how to mix Before you master
All these rappers going broke
Since that COVID hit
And they say my flow dope
Like I sold that shit
Put some money in a bag
If you trying to get a stash
Cuz it's never gone last
If you spend that shit
It's 100 on the dash
If I'm in the bitch
And the speakers on blast
If I'm in the whip
Every time I'm in the lab
With the pen and then the pad
It's a lot of niggas mad
That I wrote this shit
Why these niggas hitting my DM like they my BM
It was cool
Until I started noticing the reason
Rappers going broke
They resorting to fraud
Never been the one to deal
But I'm pulling your card
And I pull the whole deck out
Scan a nigga lies
Like I'm going through a check out
Don't you act surprised
If you see that I'm the best out
Wrestling this game
And I'm trying to make it tap out
So I aint trying to act out
Boss moves making it
And then adjusting it
Why be upset and then broke
Instead of mad and rich
People like to read all these quotes But they a'int doing shit
I'm the wrong one to provoke
If you being slick
I'm independent
But I'm moving like a label
Dropping dope samples
You can sniff it up your nasal
So everybody trying to be attached
To this payroll
But you got to move
How I move when I say so
All these rappers going broke
Since that COVID hit
And they say my flow dope
Like I sold that shit
Put some money in a bag
If you trying to get a stash
Cuz it's never gone last
If you spend that shit
It's 100 on the dash
If I'm in the bitch
And the speakers on blast
If I'm in the whip
Every time I'm in the lab
With the pen and then the pad
It's a lot of niggas mad
That I wrote this shit
I'm independently chasing
All my dreams but this game
Got me racing against the racist
Never know what somebody is Thinking until they say it
I was living next door to a hater That's so adjacent
Didn't know it
So I just wrote it like I'm a poet
Been apart of societal customs
Since I could notice
Now everybody mad
When I tell them the truth
Put the money in the bag
Like a teller in booths
Trying to save for a rainy day
Cuz even though it's summer time
I can tell them dark clouds
Bout to bring some rain
2020 Vision
Is the year of no ambition
Everybody locked up
Quarantine got us tripping
I been pushing all my music
Through the masses
Trying to be the greatest
But I'm only seeing flashes
Every time I drop
I just want it to be classic
But you got to learn how to mix Before you master
All these rappers going broke
Since that COVID hit
And they say my flow dope
Like I sold that shit
Put some money in a bag
If you trying to get a stash
Cuz it's never gone last
If you spend that shit
It's 100 on the dash
If I'm in the bitch
And the speakers on blast
If I'm in the whip
Every time I'm in the lab
With the pen and then the pad
It's a lot of niggas mad
That I wrote this shit
Why these niggas hitting my DM like they my BM
It was cool
Until I started noticing the reason
Rappers going broke
They resorting to fraud
Never been the one to deal
But I'm pulling your card
And I pull the whole deck out
Scan a nigga lies
Like I'm going through a check out
Don't you act surprised
If you see that I'm the best out
Wrestling this game
And I'm trying to make it tap out
So I aint trying to act out
Boss moves making it
And then adjusting it
Why be upset and then broke
Instead of mad and rich
People like to read all these quotes But they a'int doing shit
I'm the wrong one to provoke
If you being slick
I'm independent
But I'm moving like a label
Dropping dope samples
You can sniff it up your nasal
So everybody trying to be attached
To this payroll
But you got to move
How I move when I say so
All these rappers going broke
Since that COVID hit
And they say my flow dope
Like I sold that shit
Put some money in a bag
If you trying to get a stash
Cuz it's never gone last
If you spend that shit
It's 100 on the dash
If I'm in the bitch
And the speakers on blast
If I'm in the whip
Every time I'm in the lab
With the pen and then the pad
It's a lot of niggas mad
That I wrote this shit
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Burke, Vincent Clarence Burke
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