Twenty Two

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LJ Mafio$o

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Tone Deaf made dis one
1st of all Mafio$o my name
With the dollar sign for the S
You Gone pay me my respect
I want now, so It’s F*ck who up next
Momma taught me how to get to the loot
She been hustling since a nigga was 2
Long snipe nigga pulling from 3
Quick scope like its COD
Flash ! BANG ... can’t see
No nigga Fucking with me
4 hits, 4 hits, yea
A knock out ya teeth
Know sum niggas that's banging that 5
Wen I call up my folk, they ready to slide
Riding at 6 & u know they won’t miss
Call us a drum line we having them sticks
Still screaming f*ck all of the ops
Even wen they free my brother Ticc
Since 7th Grade me & Kimp been solid
Rule number one can’t trust nobody
Never Gone forget who was on my side
On my team, ready to win
Never Gone forget who counted me out
While I’m sitting in fog & the pain EIGHT (ate) in
Pops was my dog I wish he had 9
Lives because he’ll still be alive
To the nigga who did it
Better be Glad I ain't see em
I'd kill em myself, that's a 10 yr sentence
I’m Going one for one you can call me 11
No I’m not bragging, I’m just counting my blessings
Couple people left, they taught me a lesson
No hand outs, I ain't asking for nothing
Looking back on my life & I’m grateful I’m living
Trying to talk to my youngins, I’m hoping they listen
They can see my mistakes & do the shit different
Make sure you hustle, until we all get it
6 times 2 I ain't fucking with 12
How many niggas can say you ain't tell?
13, smoked the first blunt
Unc got it in so we geeking on Runtz
Yeen gone score nigga might as well punt
If you wanna die, I'ma throw the first punch
If you wanna die, I'ma throw the first punch
Sipping on mimosa when I eat brunch
14, I was in class clowning
Meant to say fooling
Really be Gooling
Get you some money & these hoes start choosing
They can step out the way
Gotta keep moving
I picked up a pen when I was 15
If I wanna make it I gotta believe
Class of 16 my heart got colder
Got my diploma, but I lost my brother
The young be dying, these bitches be lying
Yea a nigga is tired of mother fucking crying
Can't you see that I’m mother fucking trying
At 17
A nigga robbed me
Still standing on my two fucking feet
Done seen some shit that you ain't never even seen
Swear a nigga really got PTSD
Traumatized by each one of them things
Aye
Stop the mother fucking beat
We not gone speak on it
Leave it in the streets
Moving forward to number 18
Had a little money can't lie I was doing my thing
I got a shooter he ready
His hunger on a different level
Be grubbing on steak for his breakfast
Got a 19 for protection
He made it to 20 alone that’s a blessing
Looking back on my life & I’m grateful I’m living
Trying to talk to my youngins, I’m hoping they listen
They can see my mistakes & do the shit different
Make sure you hustle, until we all get it
I’m pouring up like I just turned 21
I’m pouring up like I just turned 21
See the top and I gotta come after you
22 and I got me a 22
Double or nothing I bet on myself
Go put that money on me that’s a W
I’m pouring up like I just turned 21
I’m pouring up like I just turned 21
See the top and I gotta come after you
22 and I got me a 22
Double or nothing I bet on myself
Go put that money on me that’s a W
I’m pouring up like I just turned 21
I’m pouring up like I just turned 21
See the top and I gotta come after you
22 and I got me a 22
Double or nothing I bet on myself
Go put that money on me that’s a W

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