V.Y.L.E. - Another Year (feat. PK Da Pimp) Lyrics

Another year gone, oh my lord the time just keep on picking up pace
Stuck chasing moments, tryna keep from missing
Everything that seem to pass me by, as my mind
Keeps deteriorating slowly, tryna pass the time, wasting my
Life away on halfs and pints, addicted to a basic vice that's asinine
Savage mind and rabid lines, I smash my grind
Yo bitch ass is mine from the moment that I catch ya slipping
Can't pass up a battle or the chance to clash and have you dipping
Slap when I'm illing on this mic and spilling the blood of MCs if they past they prime
Smack the mic right out they hands and establish this challenge as divine
All y'all been fell off the grind, can't hold candles to my shine
I am a god, you ain't shit but a pauper, run up, bet the clique'll drop ya

Don't let em lie to ya face
Pull it out ya waste, bust down on the bass
Keep it 100, you just outta place
Don't f*ck around, this is what it is
This is for the hunnit rounds, this is biz
We gon f*cking scrape the pot and serve it out
And this is on the f*cking south side, ain't no drought

I been on contemplation almost constantly
Coppin' a Glock just to get it accomplished and
I'ma let down to family and all of my potnas see
I just can't handle the weight on my shoulders no longer, it's torture
And I'm put lead in my head just to prove that I may be a mortal
FUCK
My parents think I'm a f*ck up, I know that I am but I act like they're stuck up
My homies agree but they equally f*cked up
I'm shunned from the in crowd
Bitch my voice done been loud
E-nough for ya e-clout
Ya'll shoulda found out that I just can't be doubted
Step up, be bout it
If you wanna talk that shit like I'm not snapping on every damn record I'm part of
Highly regarded
You disagree? Been 9 years since I started
I done perfected my flow it's so clean that I might as well be bald and scrubbing ya carpet
What?
2-3, don't give a f*ck
I'm 24, funny as f*ck
Don't get it? Guess ya mind is stuck
But better knuck if you buck
Open ya mouth but don't wanna back it up at all
Tripping, ya fall flat on ya face now you acting appalled
Because you see me at top of the card
Popping ya bars
Numbing ya mind while I'm opening mine up it's simple to see why I can't pity ya'll
Ya'll shitty bars
Just can't measure up to a f*cking god
Your homies the only damn folks you will ever get applause... from

Another year
One more