Lyrics:
Yeah
Amazen Most
Privy
Im so fucking happy 2020 done
Getting money that was 2020 funds
2020 guns
Til its 2021
You either gonna get shot
Or get
out
Spinnin’ out!
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I'm saying, we got new artist
Boogieman new album coming out (boogieman, rah)
Another album by Lil Wyte, you know what I'm sayin' (Lil Wyte new album
Out in Beverley alone, never wanna go home
You can catch me on the road, you know I got dough
I won't fall again, you can ask my friends
By the time
to ruin this ting
All my people worldwide hold your head high
By any means necessary, we will get by
London city's busy that's why all the money's here
Due to hit the papers and
Then the judge in chambers
I said 2020 vision
Now I can see him in the distance
I really manifested this
They didn't want
myself to blame
By 25 I was essentially I was out of the game
My eye was on raising a son then a daughter
Try to be a good man and follow my wife's
2020
I have seven minutes left in order for me to turn in this album
But this album, um
I want to give to you guys a little introduction to this album
It's Lawrence
I know I'ma make it 'cause they told me that I couldn't
We been doing everything they told us that we wouldn't
Ahh
2020 with the wave
While they coked up and weeded
Open fire
Now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out the west, don't get
While they coked up and weeded
Open fire
Now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out the west, don't get
(Stayin' busy, stayin' busy)
(Stayin' busy, stayin' busy)
December 31st, I grabbed a beer
Threw it up, said, "2020 is my year, bitches"
(Three,
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
cause my girl wanna ball out
Do a little science you gon see what I'm ta'lm bout
March, 2020 third time at the court house
Still get a deal when I cop me
ride or die, so fly as Philly Eagles we go…
Pardon my Yeezy ego…
Two albums done I’m feelin’ so pro!
Look out below! I’m shittin’ on my foes!
Swaggin’
all the life that we're allowed
No more lockdown
We're breaking out
In 2020 we got nothing to do
So I'm gonna write a song like it's 2002
In 2020 we
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
The party's off
Before you ask
Somebody coughed
Without a mask
On Christmas Day
We'll celebrate
By staying home
To isolate
2020 A virtual
hit the brakes
The bitches came out, so we the niggas they would chase
Envy was the norm, we the children in the corn
Black male, pickin' cotton,
Gullible or skeptical or nihilistic out of necessity
This is 2020
This is 2020
After all that's happened here
It seems it all would have happened there
The national economies of 193 countries
Member states of the United Nations were ordered
To close down on March 11, 2020
The order came from above,
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
.jpg/225px-Music,_sheet_(AM_1999.155.96-5).jpg "Larry Coleman 2020")
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