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2 Year's Time
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
2 Year's Time was released on December 27, 2025 by 2441658 Records DK as a part of the album Escape Artist
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Release DateDecember 27, 2025
Label2441658 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Terrance Ali Hawkins Jr
Terrance Ali Hawkins Jr
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrance Ali Hawkins Jr
Terrance Ali Hawkins Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrance Ali Hawkins Jr
Terrance Ali Hawkins Jr
Engineer

Lyrics

Past two years in a stuck up place
Two years time two years this date
Torch what we learn
Won't let no bitch play in my face
Torch what we learn
We cannot make the same mistakes
Too much to earn
And way too much of me at stake
I fell in love I ain't think I could break
I made a habit out pouring the drank
I was so selfish aint care about nothing
As long as my people was straight
They had my name in they mouth to point Where I thought that them **** was gay
Aint nun wrong with it though
I just know how it is when you tryna be great
Okay
You can take that to the bank
Okay
Keep it real I'm just keeping it frank
Okay
Never been scared ima be who I am
You don't fuck with me move out the way
Okay
She acting weird but then want me to see her Like girl get the fuck out my face
Okay
I look at my wrist i ain't watching no clock Little boy this a factory date
Okay
I'm writing this shit in a hyundai
Give me 6 months ima be in a wraith
She like Torch can we get in your car
Cause we like to pretend
That we're going to space
She like Torch oh my god you so hard
I'm like trust me i know
I'm just making it shake
Got a B on the whip and it don't stand for bus But you know that I'm keeping the pace
I was down now I'm making 'em hate
Up the score now they ass getting scraped
I went P on a bitch aint no key for the whip Push the urus it sound like a drake
Aint no ski with the lift double G on the fit
And the one of one Brainiac shades
You can't be my lil' shit
Got no time for that shit
Baby girl you my wife for the day
This shit getting cold as the tundra
I get colder I'm ready to rumble
Had to put some shit down
Had to lock the fuck in
Let 'em know that I'm never gon' fumble
She want dick from the kid
She be calling me jack
Cause she know that
I'm slinging that lumber
Talking down on the gang
And we sliding so deep
You gon think we pulled up in a Hummer
Okay
From the Raq we grew up in the jungle
Okay
ARP that shit sound like some thunder
Okay
Only manners we know is yes ma'am fuck 12 And some **** addressing your honor
I aint begging no girl to behave
Little baby you grown
You can do what you wanna
Bitch I'm rapping for real aint no mumble
Got 'em shaking they heads to this bitch
Finna tear up the room
Like this shit was Mo Bamba
Fuck that shit finna get some mo' paper
So that mean I cannot see you later
I go dark on a hoe
Like it's 31 nights in a month
I will not be a savior
I won't call her back I won't even page her
Made a couple stacks I spent a half at saks The rest I went and fucked it off on a wager
I feel like a Sgt. Major
I feel like a
Yeah
**** ain't fuck with me then that's cool
**** don't fuck with me now that's better
I got a problem with people that lie
Think I'm a fiend for getting the cheddar
I will not wait for somebody to see who I am And then realize there's nobody better
Came from a place in my head
Where I couldn't see light
But i didn't succumb to the weather
What you know bout doing life in your mind Cause your heart and brain
Don't wanna be together
What you know 'bout getting drip
From a brand in it's prime
I'll be screaming Brainiac forever
I know that I am diamond
So why would I ever complain
About feeling the pressure
I just put 24 diamonds inside of my mouth
So that's 25 total for measure
I just went plain on the wrist
I don't want the attention from people
Not getting no cheddar
She super bad but I know how I'm coming
So why would I ever spend money to get her
I put a bitch in a coupe Panamera
Coco Chanel with a view we in Paris
Don't even stop anymore when they staring
factory diamonds my neck is apparent
Torch
But the bankers address me as Terrance
Pulled up ina porsche but I need a McLaren
Me and brother was pushing that cart for Og Now we got people running our errands
Childhood was good
Shoutout to my parents
Bye to the hood hello to the mansion
Want so much land I can build my own shit
Now im focused on global expansion
MGM Grand aint got shit on shit
I ain't hating just speaking enhancements
MGM Grand ain't got shit on my shit
I ain't hating just speaking enhancements
Written by: Terrance Ali Hawkins
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