1995

Let's go
It's Willy
Hey
I know everyone can like
Overcome hella bullshit if they want to
So let's go
Hey, during my days
You know I overcame a lot of shit
I was always real
I'm the dollar
You the counterfeit
Got everything you need
I be making promises
You be making weak shit
I be fucking bossing it
I'm flossing kid
Guess you never knew what a monster is
Make hits take hits
That's solidness
All your fake bullshit
You were talking it
You never knew fucking walking it
Got accomplishments
I follow my dreams
I'm onto it
Your texts I'm not responding
Unless you stop that nonsense
Let's slow it down
Slow it down
For these clowns
Dumb it down
Never man
You must live in Neverland
They can't understand na they never can
Or follow the pace
Stay in your place
If you cannot
If you cannot
Follow the vision
That I paint
If you cannot
Be on this level
The kid is a damn rebel
Never settle
Got a vision
I know where I'm headed
Whether that mean
A sick rhyme scheme
Stick through school
Make some cream
Do it clean

It's 1 9 9 5
It's 1 9 9 5
1 9 9 5

Watch how time flies
Watch how time flies
Now we say wow
You with it
Everyone when I spit it
I lit it up
Don't give a fuck
I go hard won't hit the clutch
Won't give it up
Rick Astley
Down the motherfucking Asti
Let's spaz G
I'm sassy, but classy
Like Jed Lee
I'm mad B
I'm gassed up like Brennan and Dale
Can everyone see I'm keeping it real
Can anyone give me a god damn cd sale
I'm doing my best can't sit still
Don't clout, but hey still
I got the skill
To overcome and kill
Every motherfucking mc in my way
It ain't no seasonal game
Pack that heat in a lyrical way
We don't play
We here to stay
I don't care about pay
But as long as I'm repping my team
When I bust on the scene
I be making it clear
Money or fame
Was the never ever
The motivation to go and get here

It's 1 9 9 5
It's 1 9 9 5
1 9 9 5

Still 1 9 9 5
We get it due or die
We feeling so alive
Ain't no time
To sit back
Go kick back
If you feel like
Your life's wack
I've been there
I've done that
I got up
That's straight facts
Proactive, don't react
Plan ahead
If you feeling like you need to go lay in your bed
Get that out of your head
And if you feeling like you don't have anything to offer
Go look in the mirror again
We can make it fam
We can make it fam
Go say that shit again
Don't matter where you from
Whose your mom, whose dad
How you feeling
Are you mad
Maybe you want something bad
But it feels
Unachievable
Deceiving you
With stuff that's never gonna be your truth
Keep your loot
Don't invest, the evil truth
Is what they telling
What they telling you
But if you're from 1 9 9 5
(1 9 9 5)
Feeling like you super motherfucking fly
Whatever happens
You'll still be alive
You'll still be alive



Credits
Writer(s): William Hartmann
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