My Year Lyrics

Yeah

Aye

Uh

Turn me up

Aye

Yeah

My life outstanding

At yours I'm laughing

Taking me for granted

Yo ass I'm passing

Niggas got no passion

These niggas got no purpose

Making money to me is a habit all of y'all I'm out working

Niggas coming with they hands out

But I ain't serving

Public talking down on me

But never do it in person

Y'all so damn worthless

Compared to me about a fraction

People expect you to be perfect

But always avoid what they lacking

Lived past 20 years wrong

Despite that I stayed strong

I ripped my mask off

Now its time to just blast off

R.I.P. to George Floyd

And all the other little boys

For all of y'all I'm making noise

They treating us like being black was our choice

Aw shit

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my

Speaking true facts hoe

Worth about ten grand doe

Making this magic I'm working with Orlando

Coming out the bando

Wearing all camo

Stomp on these opps like a motherfucking sandle

Y'all niggas busted

Pulling up to functions

Liable to bust it

Carve you like a pumpkin

I'm the big bad wolf don't see me huffing puffing

Niggas steady fronting

Knowing they about nothing

About to get it jumping twenty-three

Came from the gravel the underneath

Rarest of breeds so I take the lead

I guess they couldn't really handle me

You can't cross my niggas no Kyrie Irving

I done gained so much power from knowledge I'm learning

I ain't stopping till I'm lying dead on a gurney

Google Maps couldn't even follow my journey

Hit that bitch like a free throw

Ice in my veins like I'm Dlo

Coldest I be like subzero

I ain't fucking with your lingo

I will do whatever it takes

Somebody better set the date

I am forced to follow on my fate

No mattering the high stakes yeah

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my year

Yeah this is my

Masses looking to me for the answers

Asking me for the remedies

Seems like we got to raise the standards

To kill off all the enemies

Fuck all that little banter

All it is is petty jealousy

Be your own boss be your master

Y'all need to follow this recipe

Now watch how you step

Better watch your toes

Boss on these bitches like Amber Rose

Known on the coast to coast

Coming from city that do the most

Where your own brother will turn you to ghost

Shit I don't mean to be preaching

But everything I say has reasons

Stop killing it's not fun to be bleeding

Follow your angels these humans is demons

No more no more no more tears nah

No more no more no more fears

My path my path my path it stays clear

I will I will make this my year