Lyrics:
us twice as badly
Think about the times I thought I'd never see my 20s
Now I'm 21 with my son looking at me
There's a bigger purpose
I just know I once
responsibility?
Now I'm holdin' a dub, sittin' on swoll
Twenty-seven years old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet with my mind on the money
That
My pilot light has flickered out
You've knocked me off the hook
The person you are trying to reach
Is no longer here
I'm not really tall, dark
BITCH YOU GONNc GET PEELE
Gangsta Boo:
Call my nigga project pat
Dog i got the ends, I need 20's navigation 500s benz
Real quick can I flip the script
I
a lu-lu-lullaby-by
Got twenty-one grams in my pocket
Got twenty-one grams and I love it
Got a body in the boot of my beat-up coupe
And it's alright
Got twenty-one
the chips
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush
I once knew a girl by the name of Monique
She was my childhood sweetheart every day of the week
Whether PS46, or 151
After school I'd go to her
Well I'm a sucker for fine Cuban cigars
The problem is I can't afford 'em
But last year I went and got myself a whole box
And just to be safe I
Run up hundreds, ain't no 20s
SRTs, a brand new Hemi
Oh, that's paper? I get plenty (Uh-huh)
Gettin' green, bitch, I'm healthy
Alias, I'm movin'
And everything that I ride is 22s and up
And everytime that I slide, you know I'm platinum plus
Make the hood understand that we trying to come up
24s on trucks,
Aye
Aye
Welcome to my life
Hope you feel my vibe
I ain't here for nothing
I'm just here to shine
Let me take you for a ride
Let me take you for
Satan[00:17.62]Had a sit-down with my demons[00:19.06]They ain't into conversatin[00:20.69]I was taught to have patience[00:22.05]On my mind going places[00:23.67]And
glad it's over
My heart is well
After all that I've been through
I found myself
22, I hope that I'm
With someone who truly cares for me
If I'm
gettin' weary tryin' to carry this load all by myself
I'm bone tired and fallin', can't you hear me callin'
I need somebody's help
I am a young man
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
her
She wants to be my lady
But I'm a free bird
I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time
I gotta fly by myself, go get high myself this
version … yeah
back up in this bitch niggers free to go
it was all good just a key ago
price for the 20 all i need to know
still moving snow like it’s 3
four Velours, withdrawals by Michael Kors
And I watch a pretty penny I'm talkin hundred or more
My critique for 'leet, not for the cheap
And my money
could, turn back time to keep the passion alive
I know it's too late, but I'll be alright
And there will never be another person, with whom my 20s with
It
her
She wants to be my lady
But I'm a free bird
I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time
I gotta fly by myself, go get high myself this
I want them 20s 50s and them 100s
I get them racks in by the bundle
Hit from the back I'm knocking down her frontal
I swear it ain't fair getting
you see me
Time's gone by
Spent my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights
Try to own it
But I'm alright
You can't take my soul without
with my idol
I'm a cold-blooded version of the song title
I put these diamonds in the ring like they was Shawn Michaels
I can't put the Louis V inside
'em
Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need some new shoes
I'm thinkin' bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those
I'm too cold shit I spit
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