Lyrics:
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
a drought
Of anything, but this
Ditch Mercer County Weed
The hicks have got me again, $60 wasted by my hand
All because I'm stuck in my fucking hometown
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
(DMac got me too bangin')
Man, I ain't told a lie yet
Shit, why would I?
Go
Had ran outta Za, couldn't find no more
Got served by a nigga I
seem to look past you
Send the ego to the back pew
He been praying on my downfall
Hit the sucker with a southpaw
Got me feeling good
Beat the drought now
Money, money
Sunny, sunny
Runnin’, runnin’
2020, 2020
I be cookin’, I be cookin’, I be cookin’ up the sauce
Treat me like I am worker, bitch you know
20/20 vision
Who've seen the world for all its worth
With crystal clear precision
There's more to see than can be
Seen or said than what is heard
The day
I'm on a carousel
Postcards asking me if I've been doing well
And I respond by saying that I'm doing fine
That's a lie
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Wishing I was unalive
the rising sun
Sure their could have been another way
If we held the tides
They could have lived another day
They went in a sneeze
Taken by the breeze
I'll
way to a lark
Opening legs to find your way in the dark
Lyrics by Todd Osborn
2020 Heaventree Records
Administered by ASCAP
Todd Osborn
2020 Heaventree Records
Administered by ASCAP
What you thought it was nigga I'm the man round here
Hands down man down by my grandma crib
On the east
Riding round don't be slipping
Don't
You fuck with me
You fuck with me
You fuck with me
You fuck with me
2020, why'd you have to fuck with me?
Why'd you have fill my whole world up with
used to try to reason
But right now it's a drought and ain't nobody eatin'
So therefo' there the problem right there
Ain't no jobs provided so I'ma
Im a stylelist of a star cause I style myself
And im dancin with the stars,dancin by myself
I was lost so I had to go an find myself
You can take
my di-i-i-ick, Twenty twenty
Suck my di-ick, Twenty twenty
Suck my di-i-i-ick
2020 gonna die from flu, yeah
2020 better suck my dick
2020 - bye, 2020
2020 we been seeing that the world on erupt
2020 we been seeing that the world on erupt
2020 we been seeing that the world on erupt
2020 we been
heard it all
You already know what I'm about
Flying birds down south
Moving wet off the step
Purple Rain in the drought
Stunting on hoes
Brushing
at 15, Roger we watching
I am, whatever you say I am
I got it all mapped out, I know what I'm about
The rain keeps pouring but the UK's in a drought
I
lives
Side by side
Chorus
Written and performed by Robert Orzechowski
Copyright 2020.
being in droughts
Blame me blame her blame them for what you going through
I gotta continue my growth no pressure on you
I'm talking by the fruit strange
Just To Get The Clout
Expected Cool Points From My Nigga's They Know My Word Of Mouth
2020 Was That Year For A For Alot Of Droughts
But When You
the sea
Carried
By the sea
She came
The driest season
Bleached sands
Drought
The waves of desert brought her
From the sea
Carried
From the sea
She came
a drought, but you got a connect on some keys
You roll up the ?? and drink 40s'
You'll whoop any bitch at any ghetto party
We walk past security cause you
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