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DEF Davyne - 2020 Vision Lyrics
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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 f*ck, 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 f*ck, '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
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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 f*ck, 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 f*ck, '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
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Writer: ANDREW JON KOPILEC, DESMOND FORD, KEVIN PATRICK MASON
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