Year's Of The Chase (feat. Samad Savage)

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Jule

Yule (also called Jul, jól or joulu) is a winter festival historically observed by the Germanic peoples that was incorporated into Christmas during the Christianisation of the Germanic peoples and in the modern period is celebrated separate to the Christian festival by adherents of some new religious movements such as Modern Germanic paganism. Scholars have connected the original celebrations of Yule to the Wild Hunt, the god Odin, and the heathen Anglo-Saxon Mōdraniht ("Mothers' Night"). The term Yule and cognates are still used in English and the Scandinavian languages as well as in Finnish and Estonian to describe Christmas and other festivals occurring during the winter holiday season. Furthermore, some present-day Christmas customs and traditions such as… more »

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Grinding
Grinding
Grinding
I'm grinding
I'm taking no days off
Grinding
I'm grinding
Yeah what's good?
I'm blowing up now
Can't you see?
Blowing up and chasing my dreams
I made it
I made it
I made it
Yeah yeah
I'm blowing up now
Can't you see?
Blowing up and chasing my dreams
I made it
I made it
I made it
Yeah
Ever since I was a baby, I wanted to go and get money and flex
Now I'm really going crazy, I did it, no sweat, but there's rick on my neck
Live my life with no regrets
I only go for the best
Live my life with No regrets
I only go for the best
Now my mama ain't crying no more
I am not afraid of dying no more
They done let a young Nigga in
I ain't got to slide in the door
Now my mama ain't crying no more
I am not afraid of dying no more
They done let a young Nigga in, I ain't got to slide in the door
Didn't need a big 3, that's just how I live
Saw a girl from Greece
Where I used to live
They said I'd never win it
Just how I'd lose big
Just like Antetokumpo
Finding all my loopholes
No more than you know
Just a kid from Tulit'a
Could drop 50 in palm beach tonight
I'm kinda living alright
Living up to my hype
Went from the Six back to Atlanta
I'm just catching a flight
You my Whitney they screaming out Bobby
Took rapping as my second hobby
Private entrance don't go threw a damn lobby
Invited my old friends around and they plotted to rob me
From the dirt where I used to live
Auntie sick, pray to god she lives
You know your boy used to trap on some trap shoes
You know my name JULE$'
That's where I got my Kyrie two's
Got out of the struggle
Mama raised a good kid
H1N1 and Pneumonia, Your boy barely lived
Whatchu' know shootings
And no shoes to school
Rapped all my way to where I am
Boys thought they was cool
No clothes to where, now I'm dripped out like a pool
Mama lost her twin from cancer
Know she misses her duel
Ever since I was a baby, I wanted to go and get money and flex
Now I'm really going crazy, I did it, no sweat, but there's rick on my neck
Live my life with no regrets
I only go for the best
Live my life with No regrets
I only go for the best
Now my mama ain't crying no more
I am not afraid of dying no more
They done let a young Nigga in
I ain't got to slide in the door
Now my mama ain't crying no more
I am not afraid of dying no more
They done let a young Nigga in I ain't got to slide in the door
I made it
I made it
I made it
I made it (I made it yeah)
They see my taking off (Yeah, Yeah, I made it)
I made it
I made it
Yeah yeah

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