Jordan Year

I'm turning up for the city
Heart of a lion I been had it in me
Friend of your foe not no friend that's an enemy
These niggas cap they not who they pretend to be
Man

I'm way too real for this industry
I know a couple of hoes wanna finish me off
I'm goin' in and it's finna be raw
Popped her a pill now she finna be gone

Spazzin' they know from the east to the west
They been feelin my vibe now I'm finna be global
Closing my circle these niggas gone hurt you
If you let 'em in so I ain't really social
Do what I'm supposed to
Stack up and duck off
She put her life in my hands like a trust fall
Blind to the bullshit cuz I rise above all
Gave it my heart but it wasn't enough dawg

Aye, ain't no way I ain't steppin on they neck again
Once he out the way, then I'm coming for his next of kin
Nigga ain't no questioning
If I make a move then I gotta be certain
Walked through the door and she took off her robe
I'ma open her up and we closing the curtains

I'ma mothafuckin big dawg, bitch I'm like that
Walk through any store and I'on even check the price tag
My dawgs yeah they bite back
2021 It's up
We gone bend the corner
They gone see us in that Bentley truck

Shawty so fine I gotta include her
We turning up like it's lollapalooza
Never be pressed I just call up my shoota
Young fly and handsome I need me a cougar

Always gone school 'em, changin' the game
Back to the basics me and them not the same
Forgiatos bitch I'm hoggin the lanes
Presidential I don't need a campaign

Jumping up straight to the top
I'm feeling like Jordan right now I just turned 23
I told my bro charge the game
When his shawty changed
Don't trip it's more fish in the sea

Listen to me and I bet they gone feel this
Opp BM love me so he in his feelings
Whip automatic outspeedin my demons
Walk with my chest out, can't show them no weakness

Do as I want and you do as you can
I'ma money getting nigga, I don't think they understand
What's the plan
Run up bands
Man I'm always in command
If he ain't down with the team then he better take a stand

I can't tell em where I'm going I'ma let 'em take a guess
Mixing vintage with designer she be loving how I'm dressed
Ain't gone stress bout no problem if it ain't about a check
Woke up feeling good this morning had to thank the Lord I'm blessed

Aye
Told 'em all don't play with the kid
Calling up 448 and he stay with a blick
Ain't no waiting this year playing like the MVP
They don't know what I been plottin' they gone have to wait and see



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Writer(s): Kevin Aquino
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