2020 Quarantine
2020 quarantine
Got me thinking how my year would've been
But you know how it turnt out
I really feel burnt out
Put your mask above the nose
Y'all really gotta learn how
I've been scrolling thru my snaps from December
And I wish I saw it coming
(I wish I saw it coming)
3 months to the year left, stuck in the lab
so you know I be up to something
Make moves like it's promo
Every move they take photos
I be running into fans in the streets
while they wearing all my merch
when it's plastered with my logo
That's fan love
2021 I want them hands up
And front row seats to my next show
And record witcha iPhones and yo Samsungs
It's been too long so I gotta come correct
Always at a hundo while y'all stay at 1 percent
Here's your cable that you need
Go and charge up
Here's a pen too, go and vent to
and get your bars up
Ooohh!
I ain't even mad, I'm just chillen
Lately I've been reading, got my mind at a million
I just got a bag and invested
While y'all get a bag and then spend it
That's word to the OGs
I'm just trynna pay my dues
When I look in the mirror, I see a handsome dude
I've been putting in these hours, nothing handed to
'Cause I'm trynna pick my wheels and a mansion too
Yeeaaahh
You know when I did those numbers
I'm just trynna triple by summer
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Keep it so smooth like butter
Donuts in the streets, black Benz all rubber
Let's go
Got me thinking how my year would've been
But you know how it turnt out
I really feel burnt out
Put your mask above the nose
Y'all really gotta learn how
I've been scrolling thru my snaps from December
And I wish I saw it coming
(I wish I saw it coming)
3 months to the year left, stuck in the lab
so you know I be up to something
Make moves like it's promo
Every move they take photos
I be running into fans in the streets
while they wearing all my merch
when it's plastered with my logo
That's fan love
2021 I want them hands up
And front row seats to my next show
And record witcha iPhones and yo Samsungs
It's been too long so I gotta come correct
Always at a hundo while y'all stay at 1 percent
Here's your cable that you need
Go and charge up
Here's a pen too, go and vent to
and get your bars up
Ooohh!
I ain't even mad, I'm just chillen
Lately I've been reading, got my mind at a million
I just got a bag and invested
While y'all get a bag and then spend it
That's word to the OGs
I'm just trynna pay my dues
When I look in the mirror, I see a handsome dude
I've been putting in these hours, nothing handed to
'Cause I'm trynna pick my wheels and a mansion too
Yeeaaahh
You know when I did those numbers
I'm just trynna triple by summer
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Keep it so smooth like butter
Donuts in the streets, black Benz all rubber
Let's go
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Cortes
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