Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joss Austin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joss Victor Chaikin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joss Victor Chaikin
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah
[Verse 2]
We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah
[Verse 3]
I'm on top
With the guap
I want the coupe
With the drop
Saw them look
Fuck a book
Everything I ever wanted bitch I took, yeah, yeah
[Verse 4]
Knew that I'd be standing here before it even happened
Any opportunity with two hands bitch I grab it
All them sleepless nights and our success just feel like heaven
Lock myself up in the dungeon and just see them start to panic
[Verse 5]
It's havoc, havoc, got a white bitch who bitches, ecstatic
Patek, I flooded my Patek
Hold it I'm moving through traffic
Fuck it, I think I might grab it
This shit too Godly to caption
Too much of talking and I see less of that action
[Verse 6]
Yeah I see less of that action
Just a matter of time before I buy my first mansion
We securing the bag, new shit on the horizon
I been takin' them shots, y'all still duckin' and divin'
[Verse 7]
We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah
[Verse 8]
We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah (Kingston)
[Verse 9]
I say, which bloodclaat boy want fi test me
Me I be shooters, will aim for your chest piece
Me na fi cap, me born fa this lifestyle
Gang of guerrillas who burn a clips, we shoot dem
[Verse 10]
Murder (Uh)
She screaming murder she wrote, ya know (Lighter)
I light a ganja we roll, ya kno
Mans so solid, never fall
[Verse 11]
I lost my boy, so now my heart, take my soul
Bad kid, good environment
Me I don' like school because my choppa didn't
If the block's not for you, become a scammer man
Drip the wrists a pree, pass it down to ya brother dem
[Verse 12]
Murder
I got brothers not friends
Rule number one, never switch up on your brother dem
See me I come from the block, call it the ghetto man
Got more guns that I run, jus' like da Taliban
[Verse 13]
We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division yeah
[Verse 14]
We be on top, 2020 we the
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tu
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah
Written by: Joss Victor Chaikin