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my season - dyme-a-duzin lyrics

[intro]
yeah, uh
yeah
we reckless
tryna get mine
time to get mine

[verse 1]
tell me if it’s it real son? (is it really real?)
everything i dreamt of (is it really real?)
when we used to get crunked
draped down, drinked up
diamonds in the pimp cup (is it really real?)
is this really hip hop, am i really here?
wonder if his sh*t flop, is he really ill?
do it for the cream, with the critics to compare
nah, do it for the team and the n*ggas that was there
that did it for the love on tj sh*t
thinkin’ that the game on some relay sh*t
in a hurry for the fame and the relations
spendin’ in the club on some dj sh*t
that ig’nance is bliss and the pjs were gettin’ it
that’s all we know
my homies going broke tryna hold the gold
[?] and the toke got me comatose
[?]
[chorus]
we reckless
we wildin’
doin’ shows for a couple of thousands
blowin’ o’s in a couple of hours
kiss the d*ck, b*tch, quit being childish
we reckless
we wildin’
doin’ shows for a couple of thousands
ask your hoe if you don’t know about us
cuz she know
been tryna get mine, oh
been tryna get mine, oh
been tryna get mine, oh
no more dreamin’, it’s my season
it’s time to get mine, oh
been tryna get mine, oh
been tryna get mine, oh
no more dreamin’
it’s my season (sheesh)
it’s time to get mine, oh

[verse 2]
*inhale*, legalize it
burning green, speedin’ in the hybrid
feel another needle treat your sinus (pour another)
pour another liter, he defines it
fixed for that feeling you wish for
the sh*t i know these n*ggas p*ssed off
invite me in the cypher with his clique
then i’ma k!ll him and his dawgs
spit on any song i’m sicced on, get big sean’d
place your bet
i’m next in brooklyn, f*ck a jay elect’
the mayor, yep
[?] they ain’t major yet
tryna use your star player as a safety net
but you still background bound, no changing that
they hate me cuz they see me as a threat
push a b*tton, get you touched
they only see me in the press
heard your cd, hit eject
extremely unimpressed
i was better as a freshman beating on the desk
now i’m beating you to death
[chorus: dyme*a*duzin & (courtnie)]
we reckless ((we reckless))
we wildin’ ((we wildin’))
doin’ shows for a couple of thousands
((doin’ shows for a couple of thousands))
blowin’ o’s in a couple of hours
((blowin’ o’s in a couple of hours))
kiss the d*ck, b*tch, quit being childish
((kiss the d*ck, b*tch, quit being childish))
we reckless ((we reckless))
we wildin’ ((we wildin’))
doin’ shows for a couple of thousands
((doin’ shows for a couple of thousands))
ask your hoe if you don’t know about us
((ask your hoe if you don’t know about us))
she know ((she know))
been tryna get mine, oh ((trying to get mine, oh, i’m telling you))
been tryna get mine, oh ((trying to get mine))
been tryna get mine, oh ((trying to get mine, oh, i’m telling you))
no more dreamin’, it’s my season
it’s time to get mine, oh ((trying to get mine, oh, i’m telling you))
been tryna get mine, oh ((trying to get mine))
been tryna get mine, oh ((trying to get mine, oh, i’m telling you))
no more dreamin’
it’s my season (sheesh)
it’s time to get mine, oh
[refrain: dyme*a*duzin & (courtnie)]
tell me if it’s it real son? (is it really real?)
((is it really real? yeah))
everything i dreamt of (is it really real?)
((is it really real?))
tell me if it’s it real son? (is it really real?)
(real)
(real)

- dyme a duzin lyrics

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