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The Second Video (MV)




Performed By: Joseph Bleu
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Joseph Stewart Jr.




Joseph Bleu - The Second Lyrics
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Runnin Runnin Towards You I damn there Lost Myself
Runnin Runnin Towards You I damn there Lost Myself
It's The Second, Nigga
You gone have to work way more harder
Cuz every since my nigga D passed homie I been workin way more smarter
Can't be anotha victim of a gun
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
Every since I stepped out the womb, I been onna mission
Born into this shit nah I ain't desire nothin different
Pops shoulda made it so it's fucx, you industry bitches
But he made me and I'm here to complete his 2 wishes
Born on the second day of the second month
My father's second child and a junior chosen son
Crazy tried to shade me double favour on my life
So much that I won't die bet a nigga live twice
I'm an inspiration to niggas who never made it
Who was homeless and bummy but still had more patience
Who was eatin Top Nothin, Ghost Ramen and Air
Meaning I ain't had no food and you niggas ain't care
That's why I gotta hustle hard everyday on my Ace Hood shit
You ain't had chips for dinner washed down wit spit
Finesse a fast food place wit that water cup
And still pulled a baddie wit no dolla yup
You gone have to work way more harder
Cuz every since my nigga D passed homie I been workin way more smarter
Can't be anotha victim of a gun
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
This feel like my victory lap
This feel like Nipsey is bacx
This feel like the realest of rap
This feel like... My niggas Death Row minus the Suge knight
This that Vegas the New LA, I'mma claim it today
Cuz errbody out here from the land or the bay
Or the Chi or Detroit this the city of play
And best believe I'm gone go down as one of the greats that's
On my momma, on my pops, on my grandmas too,
On granny, on Eugene's grave, my niece and nephews,
On my uncles and my aunties and they hoods that they claim
On my cousins shit I love you nah that's never gone change,
Let somebody touch Oh'Ryan, Amber, Lonzo, Marquise
Anthony, Dae'jon, Emoni, Quintin, Jordan, Malik,
Even Speak on David, Syd, Kiairra watch where you steppin
Best believe you ain't gone die without knowin the second! Good God!
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Runnin Runnin Towards You I damn there Lost Myself
Runnin Runnin Towards You I damn there Lost Myself
It's The Second, Nigga
You gone have to work way more harder
Cuz every since my nigga D passed homie I been workin way more smarter
Can't be anotha victim of a gun
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
Every since I stepped out the womb, I been onna mission
Born into this shit nah I ain't desire nothin different
Pops shoulda made it so it's fucx, you industry bitches
But he made me and I'm here to complete his 2 wishes
Born on the second day of the second month
My father's second child and a junior chosen son
Crazy tried to shade me double favour on my life
So much that I won't die bet a nigga live twice
I'm an inspiration to niggas who never made it
Who was homeless and bummy but still had more patience
Who was eatin Top Nothin, Ghost Ramen and Air
Meaning I ain't had no food and you niggas ain't care
That's why I gotta hustle hard everyday on my Ace Hood shit
You ain't had chips for dinner washed down wit spit
Finesse a fast food place wit that water cup
And still pulled a baddie wit no dolla yup
You gone have to work way more harder
Cuz every since my nigga D passed homie I been workin way more smarter
Can't be anotha victim of a gun
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
On the other hand they taught a young nigga not to run
This feel like my victory lap
This feel like Nipsey is bacx
This feel like the realest of rap
This feel like... My niggas Death Row minus the Suge knight
This that Vegas the New LA, I'mma claim it today
Cuz errbody out here from the land or the bay
Or the Chi or Detroit this the city of play
And best believe I'm gone go down as one of the greats that's
On my momma, on my pops, on my grandmas too,
On granny, on Eugene's grave, my niece and nephews,
On my uncles and my aunties and they hoods that they claim
On my cousins shit I love you nah that's never gone change,
Let somebody touch Oh'Ryan, Amber, Lonzo, Marquise
Anthony, Dae'jon, Emoni, Quintin, Jordan, Malik,
Even Speak on David, Syd, Kiairra watch where you steppin
Best believe you ain't gone die without knowin the second! Good God!
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Writer: Joseph Stewart Jr.
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