Tejas - 2020 (feat. Mudit Sharma) Lyrics

All getting started, all coming in
All getting sorted, all colliding
All happening, it's all shining
Can't be more glad, it's all rhyming
All getting better, glory's calling
Diving into blues, fear's falling
Gone are the times, and done consoling
Can't be more glad, it's all rhyming
(Yeah) Smooth flows, hard dose, and a bunch of thoughts
Working smarter every day, y'know like Mike Ross
No sleep, only gains, soaring like an albatross
In the middle of the road, don't know when to cross
Words flying in my mind like I own them rhymes
Matching ends, matching vowels, yeah I do the grind
Free-styling to these beats in the backseat
All that's left is the motherf*cking outreach
Need beats, more heat, don't know where I left
Yeah, that's the old me living in social debt
20's coming, along with all these wanna be's
Singing in my face (Yeah) "New Year, New Me"
I said hold up, bros calm down a little
Fuse that dullness, I'm gonna give you the f*cking muzzle
Work on your choices, work hard like F8L
Skip to the chorus man, see ya later
All getting started, all coming in
All getting sorted, all colliding
All happening, it's all shining
Can't be more glad, it's all rhyming
All getting better, glory's calling
Diving into blues, fear's falling
Gone are the times, and done consoling
Can't be more glad, it's all rhyming
2 Chainz, Lil Wayne, I grew up to Travis
Damn right bro, Hip Hop is cannabis
I'm already in, can't find a way back
Used to pull me down, can't see you where you at
No f*cks given, I've moved on to better things
Gossips and worries, zero damns for them suck-y beings
My words, my mind, I don't care what you think
A pen in one hand, in the other I've got my drink
All getting started, all coming in
All getting sorted, all colliding
All happening, it's all shining
Can't be more glad, it's all rhyming
All getting better, glory's calling
Diving into blues, fear's falling
Gone are the times, and done consoling
Can't be more glad, it's all rhyming
It's winter time, almost a reason to shine
Almost a reason to rhyme, and all those Eminem's lines
And rhyming oranges with all those door hinges
Writing all these verses faster than all those show binges
But never forget man, that we're all in this
Diving into f*cking blues, embracing this bullshit
You can take all the credit, and laugh like a witch
Try living poor life, nah, you beings are rich