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2020 Video (MV)




Performed By: M.M.Dre & ViProphet
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Andre Williams, Naphtali McNair




M.M.Dre & ViProphet - 2020 Lyrics




In hindsight
I see 20/20
That's a 100 grand
She gone twerk for money man
Not a rubber band
I make hits I'm wanted man
Power in my hand
Who want smoke
Never fear a man
Blessings in plan

How the hell
Ima walk around
I'm running in and out
Duck them shells
Or that's body count
Put a nigga down
Got shit for sale
Like I'm nino brown
Copped a lil pound
Foreign whip
We gone stretch it long
Plates from outta town

Who involved
I ain't speak at all
Shit gone get resolved
I take it all
Baby don't fall in love
Baby just take it off

Pour some red, now my tropic sprite is turning easter pink
Get some juice, we dont chase no deuce but tell em rest in Peace
Put some acid on my tongue and now its gettn too much to Think
I make hits, dont you f*ckin flinch i wouldnt even blink

In hindsight
I see 20/20
That's a 100 grand
She gone twerk for money man
Not a rubber band
I make hits I'm wanted man
Power in my hand
Who want smoke
Never fear a man
Blessings in plan

I make hits, dont you f*ckin flinch i wouldnt even blink
182 , make it 187 pity to a fool
How this lil nigga certified and didnt go to school
(Echo)
Throwin shade so much dont you start to think you f*ckin Cool
Show no face. I wont throw my hand or even bluff my move
Place ya bet, go in 50k ill make a hunnit bands
Lets chase a check rather go and make a band than make friend

I'm Going hard
When I'm taking off
I screaming f*ck the law
Who want shots
Give you body shots
You can't walk it off
I shake the ground
Bitch I stomp the yard
I don't stroll around
I'm tryna ball
Run it up thou
Ain't shit figure out

Throwin shade so much dont you start to think you f*ckin Cool
Show no face. I wont throw my hand or even bluff my move
Place ya bet, go in 50k ill make a hunnit bands
Lets chase a check rather go and make a band than make friend

In hindsight
I see 20/20
That's a 100 grand
She gone twerk for money man
Not a rubber band
I make hits I'm wanted man
Power in my hand
Who want smoke
Never fear a man
Blessings in plan

182 , make it 187 pity to a fool
How this lil nigga certified and didnt go to school
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English

In hindsight
I see 20/20
That's a 100 grand
She gone twerk for money man
Not a rubber band
I make hits I'm wanted man
Power in my hand
Who want smoke
Never fear a man
Blessings in plan

How the hell
Ima walk around
I'm running in and out
Duck them shells
Or that's body count
Put a nigga down
Got shit for sale
Like I'm nino brown
Copped a lil pound
Foreign whip
We gone stretch it long
Plates from outta town

Who involved
I ain't speak at all
Shit gone get resolved
I take it all
Baby don't fall in love
Baby just take it off

Pour some red, now my tropic sprite is turning easter pink
Get some juice, we dont chase no deuce but tell em rest in Peace
Put some acid on my tongue and now its gettn too much to Think
I make hits, dont you f*ckin flinch i wouldnt even blink

In hindsight
I see 20/20
That's a 100 grand
She gone twerk for money man
Not a rubber band
I make hits I'm wanted man
Power in my hand
Who want smoke
Never fear a man
Blessings in plan

I make hits, dont you f*ckin flinch i wouldnt even blink
182 , make it 187 pity to a fool
How this lil nigga certified and didnt go to school
(Echo)
Throwin shade so much dont you start to think you f*ckin Cool
Show no face. I wont throw my hand or even bluff my move
Place ya bet, go in 50k ill make a hunnit bands
Lets chase a check rather go and make a band than make friend

I'm Going hard
When I'm taking off
I screaming f*ck the law
Who want shots
Give you body shots
You can't walk it off
I shake the ground
Bitch I stomp the yard
I don't stroll around
I'm tryna ball
Run it up thou
Ain't shit figure out

Throwin shade so much dont you start to think you f*ckin Cool
Show no face. I wont throw my hand or even bluff my move
Place ya bet, go in 50k ill make a hunnit bands
Lets chase a check rather go and make a band than make friend

In hindsight
I see 20/20
That's a 100 grand
She gone twerk for money man
Not a rubber band
I make hits I'm wanted man
Power in my hand
Who want smoke
Never fear a man
Blessings in plan

182 , make it 187 pity to a fool
How this lil nigga certified and didnt go to school
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Writer: Andre Williams, Naphtali McNair
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