Joss Austin feat. Sean Kingston Lyrics
"Vision"

(Good evening ladies and gentlemen)
(We are tonight's entertainment)
(The real you)
(Is not a puppet which life pushes around)
(The real deep down you)
(Is the whole universe)
(You are something the whole universe is doing)
(In the same way that a wave)
(Is something that the whole ocean is doing)

We be on top, 2020 we the vision (Yo)
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah

We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah

I'm on top
With the guap
I want the coupe
With the drop
Told them look
Fuck a book
Everything I ever wanted, bitch, I took, yo, yo

Knew that I'd be standing here before it even happened
Any opportunity with two hands, bitch, I grab it (Yo)
All them sleepless nights and our success just feel like habit
Lock myself up in the dungeon and just see them start to panic

It's havoc, havoc
Got a wait, yo, your bitches are static
Patek, I flooded my Patek
Hold it, I'm moving through traffic
Fuck it, I think I might grab it
This shit too Godly to caption
Too much of talking and I see less of that action

Yeah, I see less of that action
Just a matter of time before I buy my first mansion
We're securing the bag, new shit on the horizon
I been takin' them shots, y'all still duckin' and divin'

We be on top, 2020 we the vision (Yo)
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah

We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah

(Kingston)
I say, which bloodclaat boy want fi test me
Me I be shooters, will aim for your chest, peace
Me na fi cap, me born fa de lifestyle
Gang of gorillas who burn a clips, we shoot dem
Murder (Uh)
She screaming murder she wrote, ya kno
(Lighter)
I light a ganja we roll, ya kno
Mans so solid, never fall
I lost my boy soul na my heart, take my soul
Bad kid
Good environment
Me, I don't like school, became a trapper den
If the block's not for you, become a scammer man
Take a risk and bleed and pass it down to ya brother den
Murder
I got brothers, not friends
Rule number one, never switch up on your brother den
See me I come from the block, call it the ghetto man
Got more guns than a rank, I lost the Taliban

We be on top, 2020 we the vision
Everyday we speak this shit into fruition
Head's so good, shorty downing her tuition
We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah

(We be on top, 2020 we the)
(Everyday we speak this shit into fruition)
(Head's so good, shorty don't no )
(We just multiplying, ain't no time for long division, yeah)