Young M.A. – 2020 Vision (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Young M.A. - 2020 Vision (prod. Mike Zombie)

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Young M.a. 2020 Vision
Young M.a. 2020 Vision

“Straight off the rip I get to the bag,” she raps in the opening bars, taking to hypnotic banger. “The plan is to triple my cash and shit on my past / had to put a lock on my heart cause the love don’t last.” Before long she’s picking up the pace with some crazy new schemes, charisma on high. “New money but I’m getting back to my old ways,” she spits, all but snapping. “Still a hood n***a, still gotta get the chicken wings with the lo mein.”

Vowing to drop the full version after one hundred thousand comments, M.A. seems positioned for a monumental run. Even though she only recently dropped off an album in HerStory In The Making, one must always strike while the iron is hot.

Young M.A. – 2020 Vision (prod. Mike Zombie)

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Sleep walking part two
Zombie on the track

Uh, straight off the rip, get to the bag
The plan is to triple my cash and shit on my past, hey
Had to put a lock on my heart ’cause the love don’t last
Really rich, but I’m humble, but I won’t brag
But I just blew 40K on a piece, VV’s, freeze’
Sick shit, every time I wear it, I’m sneezin’, sheesh
2020, gotta level up, increasin’, beast
Gotta talk to these lil’ dumb niggas, preach, preach
New money, but I’m gettin’ back to my old ways
Still hood, nigga, still gotta get the chicken wings with the lo mein
Still good when I pull up, clap, clap, real life, it’s a bro thing
Probably with 3 niggas, but when it’s war time, it’s the whole gang
Take your bitch, then I fuck her, she ain’t comin’ back, homie this a sure thing, poor thing
I don’t cuff a broke bitch and I don’t cuff a no-name, no
Two tone cuban links, white and rosé
Broke niggas ain’t never been in no banks, y’all really ho-made
Bank account on bar code, got a long nose, send a opp to the crossroads
Life taught me keep a eye open and my heart closed
Staring at the bottom of the Hennessy bottle, man, it’s a dark hole
Seein’ my brother name on that tombstone turned my heart to a charcoal
Life is a bitch (Uh), lil’ triflin’ bitch (Lil’ triflin’ bitch, hey)
Most of these models be broke, stop hypin’ that bitch, hey
IG got you out here feelin’ yourself
You got likes but you ain’t got no wealth, go get help, bitch
Independent winning, when I get a check I ain’t never gotta split it (Never gotta split it)
Makin’ women fall in love with me, I ain’t even gotta hit it (I ain’t even gotta)
Most of these rappers be cappers, they fake, I can feel it in my spirit (I can feel it)
Ex still hittin’ my line, decline, I don’t even wanna hear it
Chain so loud, I’m deaf now, wrist on wet towel, they upset now
Yeah, uh
Life is such a let down so I’m pourin’ up whenever I’m stressed out
Drinking most of the bottle for my dead niggas, gotta pour the rest out
You know I ain’t no trickin’ nigga, I’ll treat a hoe like a step child
Amiri jeans with the reptiles with the Dior it’s flex now
Fell in love with the money, got my first mil’, now I’m obsessed now
‘Bout to do a couple movies out in Hollywood, catch me on the West now
Old friends turn new enemies, hatin’, wanna send threats now
Put a price on a nigga head, he correct now, I collect now
LLC Real Estate, I get a check and invest now
Buyin’ properties, black monopoly, no checkers, this chess now

Zombie on the track

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