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Yung Pinch - 20 Years Later [Official Music Video] (Dir. by @NicholasJandora)
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Lyrics

(20 years later somewhere far across the ocean)
(Here I am, chillin' with the homies on some grown shit)
(Thank God that I made it this)
(20 years later somewhere far across the ocean)
Now it's 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean
Here I am, chillin' with the homies on some grown shit
Thank God that I made it this far
If it wasn't for my driver then I would've crashed the car (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the Beach Boy comin' through the city goin' hard
I got big money callin', I'm just tryna play it smart (Play it smart)
Play it smart, I'm just tryna play it smart (Yeah)
Play it's smart, I'm just tryna play it smart
I got rich hoes with me and they don't know who you are (You are, they say)
They say, "Yung Pinch, why you such a goddamn star?"
Poppin' bottles at the club, gettin' more drinks at the bar
These hoes showin' love, put the whole thing on they card, wait (Wait)
What you mad for?
I know bad hoes
On some dark shit
They get cash flow
Do your own thing, see how that goes
That's what I did, yeah
That's what I did
Now it's 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean
Thank God that I made it this far
If it wasn't for my driver then I would've crashed the car (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the Beach Boy comin' through the city goin' hard
I got big money callin', I'm just tryna play it smart (Play it smart)
Play it smart, I'm just tryna play it smart (Yeah)
Play it's smart, I'm just tryna play it smart
Used to be the homie
Now we on our own shit
Don't know who you are now
Switched on who you rode with
Don't act like you know me, don't act like you know shit
Don't act like we friends now, boy you on that ho shit
Hatin' on the low shit, talkin' bullshit
Say you wanna see me when I know you don't
Bitch remember they ain't like me
Now they act just like me
Ran off with my old steeze
Tryna dress just like me
I see all that fuck shit
Ain't shit gettin' by me
Used to want to fight me
Well pussy boy come try me
I'm with all that fuck shit
Actin' like you tough shit
New homies really with the shits and they gon' bust quick
No, I am not tough bitch
I care about my safety
No you can't replace me, hell no you can't replace me
'Cause I want this forever, yeah forever
I got all these bands in my hands, might change the weather
Wish it would get better, I just need a freight
Slide it back home, boy you know I'm gon' be safe (Safe)
Look at where I'm at now, this shit feel like fate (Fate)
Look at where I'm at now, you can't pass the gate (Pass the gate)
Now it's 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean (Yeah)
Here I am, chillin' with the homies on some grown shit (Yeah)
Thank God that I made it this far
If it wasn't for my driver then I would've crashed the car
It's the Beach Boy comin' through the city goin' hard (Goin' hard)
I got big money callin', I'm just tryna play it smart (Play it smart)
Play it smart, I'm just tryna play it smart (Yeah)
Play it's smart, I'm just tryna play it smart
(Make y'all way)
Y'all Ble$$ed boy, you sauce Ble$$ed
Written by: Tariq Anwar-Bassett Sharrieff
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