K.Keed & Nasty C “YEAR 24 (BONUS)” Lyrics

Yo

Yo, huh, huh

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year), it gotta be, it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year), it gotta be, it gotta be (this year)

This year I’m standing on business, this year I’m shitting on ****

I ain’t tryna get caught in none of that nigalations, I’m cutting off periods

A **** like me don’t care ’bout appearance, but apparently I’m confused

It just gets stranger to me, man, so I ain’t lighting that fuse

Don’t be at the right time at the wrong place or get smoked up like a fuse

Goddamn (damn), huh, repping P on my shoes, huh

Don’t get lost in the juice, huh, don’t get stuck in the loop

Fuck it, let’s get high in the coupe, huh, which guy she gon’ choose? Uh

Put it in the top, in the choo choo

Show her the life that she used to

She wanna air drop the news too

I told her, “Let’s send it on Bluetooth”

Fuck it, let’s do it like old school

Shit, I might take her to Nobu

Out of the city, we coastal

Fuck it, I’m getting the money, I’m posted

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year), it gotta be, it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year), it gotta be, it gotta be (this year)

Sharp as ever, tough as leather in my new shoes

Don’t get fucked up being stupid, I don’t know who you tryna look cool to

I’m a hustler just like you, but I just got a couple loose screws

Ay, I know I shouldn’t have fucked with her, she popped up on my YouTube

This year they gon’ feel me

This year they gon’ smell me

Still do it for the little me

This little bitch wanna qwell me

I did it all for the family

It’s really nothing you can tell me

I see you coming at me sideways

I see you tryna parallel me

Fuck it, my momma spirit pelezel me

I thought you wanna see me get wealthy

How could you see me down and not help me?

I guess your friends said it wasn’t healthy

I’m on some other shit, living wellsky

Eating some shit I couldn’t even spellsky

Get out of bed, bitches get a selfie

Is he a royal blood? Might as well be

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year), it gotta be, it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year)

This the year it gotta be (this year), it gotta be, it gotta be (this year)

I’m getting bigger and bigger, my seat at the table gon’ need an enlargement

I make it look easy, binoculars motion, you see I’m scoping the offense

Yeah, you see it in real life, huh, K. Keed the beast, a goblin

Attack my only formation, boy, look how I’m lining that coffin

This type of life I’m living is like entertainment, it’s really not Top Billing

Every day I be thanking the Lord, He show me the way, I’m not ****

I know some people that talk about roast, in actual fact they malnurished

Charging a leg and an arm, your time is up, I clap ****

You know that I stay with the smoke

My patience don’t come with a lease

I don’t talk ’cause he come with a brick

Get the bag and I up and I leave

I’m not saying your ****’s a liar, but he making it hard to believe

And this year, man, I’m upping the fees

And they asking me, “How do you does it?”

At the door, man, I’m popping the key