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All Year
78
Hip-Hop
All Year was released on April 17, 2020 by Cinematic Music Group as a part of the album Every Gram Counts
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Release DateApril 17, 2020
LabelCinematic Music Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jayy Grams
Jayy Grams
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin McDonald
Justin McDonald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Wayne
T-Wayne
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look, look, I got a lung OD the way my tongue spam
And I'm a young OG, they call me young Grams
From a city that sling rock and gun blam
Gettin' ready, these dumb cops don't want ham
Run man, they comin', I'm bummin'
Through all of these **** that be tryna hate
I'm movin' too fast at a higher rate
You ain't see the movement in the past, ****, now you're late
[Verse 2]
I been stepped on like steppin' stones
Now I'm on and the kid is hungry, ****
All these lame kids brain dead
Walkin' round like a Thriller zombie, ****
Not fortune tellin' when I palm a ****
When I'm off the Henny I might von your sister
I'ma, I'm about to blow up with the music
Sit back, I'ma show you how I do it
[Verse 3]
I'ma wild out all year, dog
I'ma leave you pussies lookin' weird, dog
I'ma leave the game in fear, dog
I don't even see you as a peer, dog
[Verse 4]
I'ma wild out all year, dog
I'ma leave you pussies lookin' weird, dog
I'ma leave the game in fear, dog
I don't even see you as a peer, dog
[Verse 5]
Know I mean, go find the motherfucking movement
You feel me, **** just talkin' they shit
Know I mean, 410 shit, Baltimore, represent in this motherfucker
Yeah
[Verse 6]
People status hatin', not congratulatin'
But be dick eatin' all the fabrication
Tryin' not to peep it but I'm outta patience
Now it's open season, rap annihilation
Quite amazing, light a fragrance
Got some weed, shit sour, ain't it?
Sold your soul, ****, now you famous
Did some Xan's, spitter, now you brainless
[Verse 7]
But I ain't with no prob, toys come out
If you fuck with the low-fi boys
Got a little homie like 4-5 Roy be his name
Smackin' all the whores in his gang
Scorchin' a flame, hopped off a porch and in vein
Copped him a torch just to aim
Lil' **** had a shot like Kobe
Asked why and a young **** told me
[Verse 8]
I'ma wild out all year, dog
I'ma leave you pussies lookin' weird, dog
I'ma leave the game in fear, dog
I don't even see you as a peer, dog
[Verse 9]
I'ma wild out all year, dog
I'ma leave you pussies lookin' weird, dog
I'ma leave the game in fear, dog
I don't even see you as a peer, dog
[Verse 10]
I'ma wild out all year, dog
I'ma leave you pussies lookin' weird, dog
I'ma leave the game in fear, dog
I don't even see you as a peer, dog
[Verse 11]
I'ma wild out all year, dog
I'ma leave you pussies lookin' weird, dog
I'ma leave the game in fear, dog
I don't even see you as a peer, dog
Written by: Justin McDonald
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