Future X - Jubilee Year (feat. WaXxNCo & Miles Mega)

They challenge every second but i believed in my methods
The tec was off the dresser before i can even test it
On him who ready to trip go head and test him
Im gorgeous them pennies look sick
Classical seven get cautious when waving that sig
Know who you pressing
Its rawness fresh out of the zip nothing but pressure
Bat a swing if you next up touching base got the safe up
Bottom of the line get your face bucked
Shawty sniffing lines till her face numb
Waiting to taste cum
Squeezing on the joint no capri sun
Big ox spliff collapsed lung henny all in my damn gut
Plus she spilled a drink on my tan butters
You aint cold as ice we melt summers
Red and black lo lumber jack got us jumping out all summer
You dont care to think its no wonders
Live in the flesh all gutter
Snapping on niggas like good butter Wax

No master its a jubilee year
Praise Allah we aint suppose to be here
Light your sage cuz we here
Rain gone sight suppose to see clear
Headlights now we stuck like we deer jumping like a leap year
No master its a jubilee year
Praise Allah we aint suppose to be here
Light your sage cuz we here
Rain gone sight suppose to see clear
Headlights now we stuck like we deer jumping like a leap year

I was taught to give my all nigga nothing less
I knowledge my wisdom so i dont gotta second guess
The offspring of donna karen NY and guess
You niggas fly but imma private jet
These my play sneakers you cant buy them yet
Me myself i put the i in drip
The swag champ with the iron fist
My bitch sent a text that read you aint shit
But love come from hate so inspired it

No master its a jubilee year
Praise Allah we aint suppose to be here
Light your sage cuz we here
Rain gone sight suppose to see clear
Headlights now we stuck like we deer jumping like a leap year
No master its a jubilee year
Praise Allah we aint suppose to be here
Light your sage cuz we here
Rain gone sight suppose to see clear
Headlights now we stuck like we deer jumping like a leap year

These rappers got me pissed off Jeff Jarret hit them with a guitar
Bad boy life i give em big bars
Memoirs like your brain Bluetooth in cars
Incredible Hulk i aint no marking the beast
Still feeling the rage i spilled my heart in the streets
Mythological flow its like i fathered the Greeks
Hustle game BMF im counting dollars for weeks
You know negus ass they out here dying for cheeks
But negus die for less i seen them dying for sneaks
No value this that And 1 mixtape first volume
Future X just like refs we shoot the tec
Yall foul watching us burn like yall owls
If we control the music we change the world
Realize these queens raised from girls
And we the diamonds to their pearls
But they dont hear me though run this back in your stereo

Written by:
Anthony Walser, Chauncy Woolford

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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