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Year Round
Dirty South
Year Round was released on June 26, 2026 by Mvk Lxuis as a part of the album Big Mvk 2
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Release DateJune 26, 2026
LabelMvk Lxuis
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MvK Lxui$
MvK Lxui$
Performer
MaKenley Northern-Wilson
MaKenley Northern-Wilson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MaKenley Northern-Wilson
MaKenley Northern-Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Milton
Evan Milton
Producer

Lyrics

Aha
Ahem
Bang, bang
Tryna get through hell, baby, that's why I'm on fire now
Too much evil in this world, I would hate to fire rounds
Tryna get this paper with my lady and fly year-round
Twisting paper planes, getting faded, I'm high year-round
Tryna get through hell, baby, that's why I'm on fire now
Too much evil in this world, I would hate to fire rounds
Tryna get this paper with my lady and fly year-round
Twisting paper planes, getting faded, I'm high year-round
My pops told me you can make life hard or make it easy
So I'm steady stacking bread, plate full every season
You wasn't with me in the gym, I was plotting and scheming
Now I'm ice cream beaming, whipping Corvette, dreaming
I'm a fiend for the green, wake and bake, I'm steaming
It was days where the plug came through like Jesus
He was answering my prayers for the P's, now we eating good
Life taste good, can't help but get greedy
I been running up a check
Applying all this pressure when I press up on they necks
'Til I touch a milli', I can rest up when I'm dead
Tryna push up in a G Body with headers and a cam
Chopping woods, I'm rolling up the forest full of meds
Higher than the mountains, make a **** lose his breath
How you hating and you broke? That shit don't even make no sense
Capping like you him, but you a lame, you a bitch
I been that **** since a jit, excuse me
Tryna get through hell, baby, that's why I'm on fire now
Too much evil in this world, I would hate to fire rounds
Tryna get this paper with my lady and fly year-round
Twisting paper planes, getting faded, I'm high year-round
Tryna get through hell, baby, that's why I'm on fire now
Too much evil in this world, I would hate to fire rounds
Tryna get this paper with my lady and fly year-round
Twisting paper planes, getting faded, I'm high year-round
Packs in, stack a ten then make a bag flip
Tryna spend a grip at the dealership, fuck a sax fifth
My lil' bitch a baddie, my boo thang a lil' ratchet
Shorty say I'm saucy, I see why she wanna tap in
The way she put it on me, I just had to firmly grasp
Tryna touch bikini bottom, bet that pussy pink like Patrick
Uh, hit the wood full of 'za, kicked his ass quick
These **** burnt out too fast while I'm still lit
I just need my space right now
I built this shit, me, brick by brick
And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down just '
Cause you don't like the way another **** talk
Drive, motherfucker
Written by: MaKenley Northern-Wilson
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