2020 Vision Lyrics

Do you feel pressure Senator

You know you come in with an awful lot

Of hopes and dreams on your shoulder

A lot of people look at you as kind of the new vanguard

Do you feel that pressure, or you just doing your job

Doing your thing

Well you know, I don’t feel a lot of pressure

I think that if I speak honestly

If I try to work hard and do the best possible job that I can

Then I think that things will work out pretty well

It is true, I worry about the hype

The only person more over hyped than me is you

Uhh, tell the beat brothers to turn that shit down

Tryna tell me I should

Turn it down, turn it down

Bitch you silly I’ma

Turn it up, turn it up

Start a riot we gon'

Burn it down, burn it down

Pass dat fire weed and

Burn it up, burn it up

Tryna tell me I should

Turn it down, turn it down

Bitch you silly I’ma

Turn it up, turn it up

Start a riot we gon'

Burn it down, burn it down

Pass dat fire weed and

Burn it up

Now turn it up

2020 vision, money making mission

Focused on my dollars, cannot fake ambition

Always learning like a scholar, in a graded system

Swear to God I'll never lose my soul, and try and say I didn't

2020 vision, finna break the system

Ain’t you heard the latest, my faith has risen

When it comes to the greatest, I’m the late addition

I just want the title, you can save ya ribbon

I don’t need no bling or a trophy

And I could give a fuck, if they know me

But when the topic rises for the flow king

I’m on the throne without a single soul approaching

Heard I had some haters thought they had it, addict dope fiends

Yeah they some players, but peep, the game a coach bring

They whole team, got beef, cuz they hoes cling

Must be joking, suicide, let the rope swing

Tryna tell me I should

Turn it down, turn it down

Bitch you silly I’ma

Turn it up, turn it up

Start a riot we gon'

Burn it down, burn it down

Pass dat fire weed and

Burn it up, burn it up

Tryna tell me I should

Turn it down, turn it down

Bitch you silly I’ma

Turn it up, turn it up

Start a riot we gon'

Burn it down, burn it down

Pass dat fire weed and

Burn it up

Now turn it up

I got the juice, like a fully charged battery

In the middle of a Tropicana factory

Not the headliner, good luck, whoever’s after me

Cuz I got the vibe, plus the flow homey, that’s the key

That’s the key

Wanna go to war, that’s a tragedy

Casualties expanded beyond your faculty’s families

A travesty, respect your majesty when it comes to rapping deep

With lines of catchy rhymes aligned with a class degree, of mastery

Like Master P, no limits upon, the lyrics I drop like bombs

Coughing on chronic, while they hopping into a coffin calm

Make em say uhh, in a fit, like it’s Comic-Con

Talking wrong, pull up in a tank, thinking I’m talking songs

I’m a make ya chick sing, like she Chaka Khan

Bet she tell me something good when she on my wood

Show up in ya hood, with more cheese, than Papa John

While these haters wish they could, bitch I wish they would

Hollywood, everybody acting as if all is good

But happiness it can’t be bought I wish a dollar could

Never had to sell my soul, but let me knock on wood

Cuz who’s really in control, when you brought up hood

Hunger makes the humblest youngster, grow up instantly

Come and walk in my shoes, if you disagree

Will I make it, did I make it, ain’t no mystery

20 years later, still rapping, the rest is history

2020 vision, money making mission

Focused on my dollars, cannot fake ambition

Always learning like a scholar, in a graded system

Swear to God I'll never lose my soul, and try and say I didn't

2020 vision, finna break the system

Ain’t you heard the latest, my faith has risen

When it comes to the greatest, I’m the late addition

I just want the title, you can save ya ribbon

I don’t need no medal or award show

And I could give a fuck, 'bout the charts ho

But when it comes to passion for the art though

Ain’t another brother coming harder with the smart flow

Tryna beat me, take ya breath, where’d your heart go

Got my team looking for ya like Marco

Leave 'em shook, when I pull up in my car slow

Woke, but I’m ready for the smoke, only part glow

2020 vision, money making mission

Focused on my dollars, cannot fake ambition

Always learning like a scholar, in a graded system

Swear to God I'll never lose my soul, and try and say I didn't

2020 vision, finna break the system

Ain’t you heard the latest, my faith has risen

When it comes to the greatest, I’m the late addition

I just want the title, you can save ya ribbon

Tryna tell me I should

Turn it down, turn it down

Bitch you silly I’ma

Turn it up, turn it up

Start a riot we gon'

Burn it down, burn it down

Pass dat fire weed and

Burn it up, burn it up

Tryna tell me I should

Turn it down, turn it down

Bitch you silly I’ma

Turn it up, turn it up

Start a riot we gon'

Burn it down, burn it down

Uhh, tell the beat brothers to turn that shit down