This Time Next Year

This time next year
I need a whole bag
This time next year
I need some big wheels
This time next year
I need a contract
This time next year
I need them big bills
Hunids on hunids on hunids
And cop everything that I wanted
Keep it lowkey ain't no stuntin
Break bread with my bros and stay blunted
Grind all day with my woman
Make something outta nothing
All fucking no fussing
That's why I can't stop hustling no

I don't wanna sound overconfident
It's more about my thoughts that I manifest
Like how I'm gonna tour the whole continent
Don't know where I'm going now but I'm headed west
Father never said much but he said it best
Focus on the fortune motherfuck the rest
First you gotta get a name then you get a check
Keep the demons far away and try to stay blessed
Shit I hear that
This year pass
Too damn quick
Did less good
Than damage
Too damn lit
My focus was absent
Recaptured. I'm back bitch
My attitude is savage
No patience I've had it
Gotta hustle from the dust to the ashes
I don't wanna get caught up with the masses
I don't wanna have to settle for the average
I wanna move my momma out the attic
And I wanna end up with the baddest
I had to turn the grind to a habit
I gotta mix the talent with the magic
I only want the money not the status
My future looks fantastic ouu

This time next year
I need a whole bag
This time next year
I need some big wheels
This time next year
I need a contract
This time next year
I need them big bills
Hunids on hunids on hunids
And cop everything that I wanted
Keep it lowkey ain't no stuntin
Break bread with my bros and stay blunted
Grind all day with my woman
Make something outta nothing
All fucking no fussing
That's why I can't stop hustling no

1 year let's fast forward
Stamps fill my passport
Somewhere on a world class tour
God giving me what I asked for
Staying way far from negativity
And people paying for my energy
New condo downtown with amenities
Poppin' champagne for my enemies
Showing mad love when you talk nice
And never respond to obscenities
Fuck all night till she can't walk right
Now she wanna ride for infinity
Show her how a real nigga live his life
Now she wanna die like a Kennedy
Kamikazes steady tryna kill my shine
Keeping em' out my vicinity
Going way way way way way way up when I'm back in the city
Native son whipping something foreign thru gritty streets sitting pretty
No one but God knows where I'm going
And I can't stop til I hit a milli
I'm never switching up I keep my niggas me real niggas wit me

This time next year
I need a whole bag
This time next year
I need some big wheels
This time next year
I need a contract
This time next year
I need them big bills
Hunids on hunids on hunids
And cop everything that I wanted
Keep it lowkey ain't no stuntin
Break bread with my bros and stay blunted
Grind all day with my woman
Make something outta nothing
All fucking no fussing
That's why I can't stop hustling no