Almost made music my major
But failed it
Now with my music wanna major
Imma succeed with it succeed with it
Almost made music my major
Now tryna be it's master
Cause a nigga gotta major
Make up for time, make paper
Wasn't f*cking as a teenager
My early twenties, greatest hits nigga
Slowed down, only a little older
My first girl said I can be a ruler
First time pulling down her panties
Before her thought I was ugly
We argued was insecure angry
Thought no one would love me
Partly my fault I lost my first love
I'm not perfect father above
I Know I'm both villian and hero
But bless me with some denaro
If not for me for mom tho
So she ain't gotta work no mo
For now I'll do features pro bo no
Shit anything for some pro mo
To later work with premio, metro boomin
Anything and everything rap music
So calcuated how I'm moving
I'd love to make a living making music
A nigga gotta major, make moves
Moving mad slow in my shoes
Know niggas out their mom crib
Or they're dads got kids
Or they're engaged got rings
Or they're winning got rich
Or or or Kyle just get things in order
Chapter of your twenties almost over
Close the chapter right and write
You're no joke like Majah hype
You're so dope, never sold white
Rap your ass off with some bite
So niggas can bite your style
No longer biting others styles
Sixteen was rocking True religion
To be like rappers on television
Now imma do my own thing like Miles
Times my moral is low, no smile
Cause times are hard, bills pile
Easy to walk the green mile
Coked up in the red light district
But choosey who I stick my dick in
And Alcohol and weed is enough
My family and friends is enough
Just had enough not making enough
Figuring out how to major is tough
Especially when a nigga not cuffed
No right hand with a nice butt
Whether the one's is real or BBL
A nigga gonna beat it well
And I'll beat the odds as well
I'll major out the day to day hell
Dunno if i'll major with a major label
But I'll major by telling no fables
I spit that real, all on the table
Like tryna go viral just one single
I kept dropping with no virality
I'll keep dropping, got the vitality
Speaking in less ifs, know I got it
I gotta give people that real shit
Kyle Bethel - Major Lyrics
Kyle Bethel - Major Lyrics
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Almost made music my major
But failed it
Now with my music wanna major
Imma succeed with it succeed with it
Almost made music my major
Now tryna be it's master
Cause a nigga gotta major
Make up for time, make paper
Wasn't f*cking as a teenager
My early twenties, greatest hits nigga
Slowed down, only a little older
My first girl said I can be a ruler
First time pulling down her panties
Before her thought I was ugly
We argued was insecure angry
Thought no one would love me
Partly my fault I lost my first love
I'm not perfect father above
I Know I'm both villian and hero
But bless me with some denaro
If not for me for mom tho
So she ain't gotta work no mo
For now I'll do features pro bo no
Shit anything for some pro mo
To later work with premio, metro boomin
Anything and everything rap music
So calcuated how I'm moving
I'd love to make a living making music
A nigga gotta major, make moves
Moving mad slow in my shoes
Know niggas out their mom crib
Or they're dads got kids
Or they're engaged got rings
Or they're winning got rich
Or or or Kyle just get things in order
Chapter of your twenties almost over
Close the chapter right and write
You're no joke like Majah hype
You're so dope, never sold white
Rap your ass off with some bite
So niggas can bite your style
No longer biting others styles
Sixteen was rocking True religion
To be like rappers on television
Now imma do my own thing like Miles
Times my moral is low, no smile
Cause times are hard, bills pile
Easy to walk the green mile
Coked up in the red light district
But choosey who I stick my dick in
And Alcohol and weed is enough
My family and friends is enough
Just had enough not making enough
Figuring out how to major is tough
Especially when a nigga not cuffed
No right hand with a nice butt
Whether the one's is real or BBL
A nigga gonna beat it well
And I'll beat the odds as well
I'll major out the day to day hell
Dunno if i'll major with a major label
But I'll major by telling no fables
I spit that real, all on the table
Like tryna go viral just one single
I kept dropping with no virality
I'll keep dropping, got the vitality
Speaking in less ifs, know I got it
I gotta give people that real shit
But failed it
Now with my music wanna major
Imma succeed with it succeed with it
Almost made music my major
Now tryna be it's master
Cause a nigga gotta major
Make up for time, make paper
Wasn't f*cking as a teenager
My early twenties, greatest hits nigga
Slowed down, only a little older
My first girl said I can be a ruler
First time pulling down her panties
Before her thought I was ugly
We argued was insecure angry
Thought no one would love me
Partly my fault I lost my first love
I'm not perfect father above
I Know I'm both villian and hero
But bless me with some denaro
If not for me for mom tho
So she ain't gotta work no mo
For now I'll do features pro bo no
Shit anything for some pro mo
To later work with premio, metro boomin
Anything and everything rap music
So calcuated how I'm moving
I'd love to make a living making music
A nigga gotta major, make moves
Moving mad slow in my shoes
Know niggas out their mom crib
Or they're dads got kids
Or they're engaged got rings
Or they're winning got rich
Or or or Kyle just get things in order
Chapter of your twenties almost over
Close the chapter right and write
You're no joke like Majah hype
You're so dope, never sold white
Rap your ass off with some bite
So niggas can bite your style
No longer biting others styles
Sixteen was rocking True religion
To be like rappers on television
Now imma do my own thing like Miles
Times my moral is low, no smile
Cause times are hard, bills pile
Easy to walk the green mile
Coked up in the red light district
But choosey who I stick my dick in
And Alcohol and weed is enough
My family and friends is enough
Just had enough not making enough
Figuring out how to major is tough
Especially when a nigga not cuffed
No right hand with a nice butt
Whether the one's is real or BBL
A nigga gonna beat it well
And I'll beat the odds as well
I'll major out the day to day hell
Dunno if i'll major with a major label
But I'll major by telling no fables
I spit that real, all on the table
Like tryna go viral just one single
I kept dropping with no virality
I'll keep dropping, got the vitality
Speaking in less ifs, know I got it
I gotta give people that real shit
Writer: Kyle Bethel
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