20 Something (feat. Kay Anthony)

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Zae Laws

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Been chasing this dream
Since I was sixteen
Never thought that I'll be
Selling clothes but it's in my DNA
That's some big jeans
Nigga at first
They ain't want to hear me
Then I change the trajectory
Now every bitch that curved
Got my number and they
Texting me
Remember me
Look
And I don't that's a joke
But f*ck that
Niggas dying on the battle field
As a child I had to ask my momma
Is that casket real
Crazy to think we ain't
Sign to nas
But we got mass appeal
We ain't grow seeing no flowers
No daffodils
We was bastard chills
All we knew was war
I carry around this big cold heart
With scars so you know
I made it out
The worst situations
Still became a star
At least that's what I like to think
I ain't been talking to
The family lately
Spent big change
Over the holidays
Niggas couldn't even call me
On my birthday
That's when I learned
Blood don't mean we family
Just mean that we
Grew up together
And survived a tragedy
That should've built chemistry
But I got low tolerance
For fake shit
Niggas been snakes my whole life
I can't fake this
Look
Imagine being tired
By the time you was thirteen
I had hurt dreams
I use to skip over my pain
Like at least my momma
Not a fiend
But I lost my dad when I was five
And everything I knew
Was a lie
I ain't know they sold drugs
Until I gained consciousness
I ain't mad at my parents
I could only imagine
If they didn't do that
We probably would've
Been famous
Until that point
I was hidden from the world
Momma and poppa
Well managed
I ain't know we was
In a broken system
Till I had to steal
My momma pearls
It was missing
It ain't mean the world
Is a menace
My son will be a reflection of me
Only better
He won't be bitter and broke
And looking in that mirror
The sky will be the limit
He'll stay far from timid
And he'll never make moves
Unless his heart is in
Son I hope you hear me
Can't even talk to my pops
When something be popping up
You going to spill all my tea
And I got to mop it up
And you going to take all the credit
After I got it up
I keep talking to Papo about
The shit I did
Most of the niggas I love
Saying I'm acting weird
Throwing my name is diss songs
While I was in Madrid
Whoa
L just lost his whole father
While I was out of state
And my father ain't dead
But somehow I relate
Big Nat or little Nat
I'm calling niggas Nate
And my son getting bigger
So I got a bigger place
Cess keep trying to throw her
Happiness in a nigga face
Using the money I give her
Just to manipulate
I looked the judge in the eye
And had to articulate
Im a big dog stepper
White Celine sweater
Black diamond salt and pepper
As if the was I look
Make it any better
First class jet blue
Look like a mini coup
I was laughing at first
Like it was April fools
All she care about
Is Burberry baiting suits
Or shade rooms or who's that
Or who's fucking who
Nigga rome took a head shot
And it ain't make the news
And you to busy talking about
The shit I didn't do
I could take a Tylenol
And still be sick of you
I'm not trying to change your mind
I'm done convincing you
Whoa
Pull up to the p's in a wraith
VVS diamonds and bape
Cartier's covering my face
Looking like
It's nineteen eighty eight
I know I still got to beat the case
My best friend was a rat
And my cousin was a snake
They come in all
Different types of shapes
My brother was a square
But my co d was a grape
The other one was blood
But the other one was ape
Darnay was a bitch
But all she wanted was her space
She really wanted to leave
All I wanted was a break
The plug got the plates
But he keep telling me to wait
I keep hitting up his phone
Cause I need specific dates
And Tae just came home
I hope he don't make a mistake
Yea
I hope he don't make a mistake
I hope he don't make a
Alright

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