my year

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Hey Mr. Aaron, um,
 Your-your songs they're just amazing, I can't, I can't
 They're so good you've outdone yourself
 Um, I know you be tryin' and it's just, it's great
 And you've moved up to the next level
 You're-you're-you're so great, you're famous
 Yeah, a lot of girls probably crying from my old high school, look
 They see me everywhere they go I prolly would too, look
 Crossed over to the Jordan man like I'm Michael, yeah
 Eating blessings so much I might need lipo
 Yeah, tailored for the Dove's like I'm walking in chucks, yeah
 It's just in His plan man I see how y'all all shook, look
 Knew that I was great ever since I was a rook'
 Man all y'all singles making me look good, okay
 Praise to the Most High yeah, that's Jesuś, look
 But when it comes to this rap thing I can't lose, yeah
 Back to back number 1's that's a thing greats do, yeah
 Tell them boys that ain't nothing I can't do
 It's my year
 It's my year, look
 God made me for this man, this my year, look
 Ain't no more games going for the kill (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Working for this way before a deal (Let's go, let's go)
 'Cause this my year (This my year)
 This my year (This my)
 Look, God made me for this man, this my year (Okay, okay, yeah)
 Ain't no more games going for the kill (For the kill)
 Working for this way before a deal (Sheesh, sheesh)
 Ball in my hand got the magic touch
 I just run the play and it's immaculate
 So consistent that they call me Mr. clutch
 If you wanna beat me need a lot of luck
 I gotta get it shawty like Lloyd
 But y'all still be treating me like a boy
 So I'm here to take over the whole game
 'Cause yall leave me no choice
 Really I don't see a lot of people just on the level I'm at, yeah
 I say it every year cause every
 Year my year and that's just facts, look
 All I see is prosperity God the only
 One ahead of me just for the clarity
 Can't teach favor this that hard
 Work mixed wit' God's grace so honestly
 Homie, I really think you should be scared of me
 I got the recipe this my destiny, ayy, ayy
 Don't believe you can step to me won't get the best of
 Me do the right thing like it's Spike Lee directing me
 Getting everything I want I'm going Rambo, yeah
 I hope you know that this my year because He said so
 It's my year
 It's my year
 Look, God made me for this man, this my year
 Look, Ain't no more games going for the kill (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Working for this way before a deal (Let's go, let's go)
 'Cause this my year (This my year)
 This my year (This my)
 Look, God made me for this man, this my year (This my year)
 Ain't no more games going for the kill (Going for it)
 Working for this way before a deal, yeah (Ayy)
 Yessir
 Classic, uh
 Who you know mixing the old and the
 New I'm like the modern day Fabulous
 Took what Satan meant for bad and I made that thing fabulous
 They mentioning others wit my name and I ain't having it
 Gave me motivation so I had to get up after it, uh
 I can't help it man I get it from my pops
 So I don't got time for Kids Bop, Travis Scott's
 Since day one I been the hottest on the block, uh
 Since day one I told em Jesus is the rock
 Take 'em back to the days when I was walking to school
 I couldn't wait to get out so I could get in the booth, yeah
 Look, my teacher worried bout my classes
 I told her I'm just tryna make a classic
 Wanting me to sell my soul I told em I refuse
 These wanna be mess copying moves y'all cute
 If y'all don't rock with me I'm cool with being on the outside
 Forget they closest ones when they searching for the clout high
 Yeah, when they searching for they clout high
 These dudes Eddie Murphy but who get the last laugh
 What's done for God the only thing that's ever gone last
 And that's facts
 It's my year, homie
 

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Key
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Tempo
73 BPM

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