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VIZZY - Jordan Year Lyrics



VIZZY - Jordan Year Lyrics




Jumpin out gym
On my 23
On my Jordan Year
Scottie Beam Me Up
Get me outta here
Last year being broke
Got a bag to get

So watch me get it
They told me I couldn't
Now I'm winning
Please don't speak for me
No I'm not with it
Turn the savage up
Get out your feelings
Gotta get it
Gotta get it

(Ha look)
Man I'm fresh out the basement
I done swerved through the lane looking like I got the Lambo Racing
Black trim green faces
New work new payments
I been grinding skateboard p now I need more new placements
This ain't up for debating
Feeling undisputed lately
And They skipped out on me
Now I drip too hard
Dressed too sharp
For the basics
(Whoa)
I'm trending topic
So nothing you offer
Can get you a part of my profits
Be honest
You would wouldn't f*ck with me if you didn't know I was balling
Or know what I offer
(Oh)
See
A Seat at my table is pricey
Why would I care bout who like me (naw naw)
I run it up for the fam
Ain't really checking for wifey (yuh yuh)
Gold on my neck go bling
Frozen know that I'm Icey
You want in on my team
Naw you not invited

Jumpin out gym
On my 23
On my Jordan Year
Scottie Beam Me Up
Get me outta here
Last year being broke
Got a bag to get

So watch me get it
They told me I couldn't
Now I'm winning
Please don't speak for me
No I'm not with it
Turn the savage up
Get out your feelings
Gotta get it
Gotta get it

Popping bottles like I'm Mitch it's time for celebration
Turned my nothings into something's into graduation
Let's just face it
They gotta run me the max
The way that I put up the points and the stats
It's time that I really start upping the tax
It's time that they really start stating the facts
I got a lot I need off of my chest
I was down bad then that turned into blessed
I take the lows and learned how to finesse
Now me and my team on the way to a check
You with the opps well you lost all respect
You on the shelf oh I see why you pressed
You come with these lines leave unimpressed
You Should try again that can't be your best
(Naw naw naw)
See me
I'm going all the way T'd up
I got higher levels I can reach
Never been one to need crutch
Hit that Mike Jack on the move
It's known now the can't keep up
Hit that MJ with the fade
Even my deep cuts gain buzz
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Jumpin out gym
On my 23
On my Jordan Year
Scottie Beam Me Up
Get me outta here
Last year being broke
Got a bag to get

So watch me get it
They told me I couldn't
Now I'm winning
Please don't speak for me
No I'm not with it
Turn the savage up
Get out your feelings
Gotta get it
Gotta get it

(Ha look)
Man I'm fresh out the basement
I done swerved through the lane looking like I got the Lambo Racing
Black trim green faces
New work new payments
I been grinding skateboard p now I need more new placements
This ain't up for debating
Feeling undisputed lately
And They skipped out on me
Now I drip too hard
Dressed too sharp
For the basics
(Whoa)
I'm trending topic
So nothing you offer
Can get you a part of my profits
Be honest
You would wouldn't f*ck with me if you didn't know I was balling
Or know what I offer
(Oh)
See
A Seat at my table is pricey
Why would I care bout who like me (naw naw)
I run it up for the fam
Ain't really checking for wifey (yuh yuh)
Gold on my neck go bling
Frozen know that I'm Icey
You want in on my team
Naw you not invited

Jumpin out gym
On my 23
On my Jordan Year
Scottie Beam Me Up
Get me outta here
Last year being broke
Got a bag to get

So watch me get it
They told me I couldn't
Now I'm winning
Please don't speak for me
No I'm not with it
Turn the savage up
Get out your feelings
Gotta get it
Gotta get it

Popping bottles like I'm Mitch it's time for celebration
Turned my nothings into something's into graduation
Let's just face it
They gotta run me the max
The way that I put up the points and the stats
It's time that I really start upping the tax
It's time that they really start stating the facts
I got a lot I need off of my chest
I was down bad then that turned into blessed
I take the lows and learned how to finesse
Now me and my team on the way to a check
You with the opps well you lost all respect
You on the shelf oh I see why you pressed
You come with these lines leave unimpressed
You Should try again that can't be your best
(Naw naw naw)
See me
I'm going all the way T'd up
I got higher levels I can reach
Never been one to need crutch
Hit that Mike Jack on the move
It's known now the can't keep up
Hit that MJ with the fade
Even my deep cuts gain buzz
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Writer: Joshua` Seay
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