Jay N.D. & Rico Breed - Season of Greatness (feat. Joe Jr. & Tommy Versetti)

I used to have mad dreams
Imma be bigger than everybody
I close my eyes and I think of times
I'm on top of the world can't nobody stop me
I got babies to feed
And fam members that got needs
This rap shit is just a hobby
I thinking bigger like $400 million
The type of deposit can't fit in my pocket
I come through in a Hyundai
Hopped out, stood tall on my wallet
Put a 'gar in the air
Give my niggas signal, if they see a opp, then let go wit rocket
I came up from the woods to auntie house in the projects
Still yellin' I ain't got it
These funds ain't for errbody
Had to lace the shoes to go the extra mileage 'cause
I got dreams on the way
Got my team on the way
Got no reason to play
It's my season of greatness
Yea, I got dreams on the way
Ain't no reason to play
Cause my team's on the way
It's my season of greatness, oh
Method to madness (its going up)
If you got the magic (its going up)
And you got the passion (its going up)
Just go and grab it (oooh)
You got the haters
You got the fakers
Congratulators
Go get your paper
I got bankrolls full of pesos
And got 'migos in Ciudad Acuña
They show you the game and lose ya
I hope you can learn to maneuver
But you'll never change
We're not the same
Let's fuck up the game
I'm on the way, I'm on the way
I got dreams on the way
Got my team on the way
Got no reason to play
It's my season of greatness
Yea, I got dreams on the way
Ain't no reason to play
Cause my team's on the way
It's my season of greatness, oh
I'm the man in my city
Go ask the hood about me
I'm bout to kill the game and every nigga that doubted
I'm a young Michael Jordan
Ain't no way they can stop me
My bitch stay on my dick
Cause she won't be shit without me
I'm a young cocky nigga
Hopin' that they don't 'Pac me
Boxing off all the haters and fighting 'em like I'm Rocky
Known in every city, the subject of every topic
The coolest nigga around, but I'm hotter than some wasabi
I got dreams on the way
Got my team on the way
Got no reason to play
It's my season of greatness
Yea, I got dreams on the way
Ain't no reason to play
Cause my team's on the way
It's my season of greatness, oh
The way I spit on the track its like my tooth missing
Pulling up with the automo' wit my roof missing
YSL on the frames, I got a new vision
Made 'em outta believers, they see the proof
And I got a few digits, my money taller than two midgets
Still runnin' wit apes nigga, this zoo business
Big chop, don't worry that's just the goon in him
I'm running the 9th inning, the crew winning
Blue face hunnids, I can't count 'em, it's too many
Moved outta my city, it wasn't room in it
Came out of a trap where niggas cook dope
KFC a whole chicken, a few minutes
Fast-forward the foreign shit, I could zoom in it
Packed club, I'm crowd surfing, I'm too litty
Tommy V, my name reigning in New Guinea
Opportunity knockin' what you gon' do wit it
Dreams on the way
Got my team on the way
Got no reason to play
It's my season of greatness
Yea, I got dreams on the way
Ain't no reason to play
Cause my team's on the way
It's my season of greatness, oh
It's my season of greatness, oh

Written by:
Freddie Robinson III, Jamius Virgil, Tommy Watkins, Tyrone Crumity

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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