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it 
But you know we coming next 
Catch us riding our own wave 
You can tell we all move different 
By the music that we make 
I'm just tryna pave

phone
Sometimes sometimes ya
I was 19 didn’t see a 21
I was just a young nigga
Carrying around loaded gun
Didn’t know the answers so
All I did was run man

a savage like 21
Rip out yo tonsils
Then kill you with 20 guns
When I be rapping
I'm equal to 20 suns
Spitting so fast
You would think I have 20 tongues

Chapter 1 - not a lot of fun
But pain is a must to be top gun
Cramped home, single mom, do the math
I stuck to books and I didn't cut class
Times were

& released tha stress

YungStew turned legal, I turned 21
I'm tha GOAT like Carter, I'm tha fuckin Don
Might go fed tonight, got that type of vibe
I'm tha

to fight for my son
While fighting for my life like I was shot by a gun
Court every week & I was barely 21
A young black father my life just begun
Facing 40

the raft, and then I crashed here, yea
With a hundred on the dash, burning when I pass, turn 'em into ash
I done seen it fast, life gone by me in a flash
I

and
I’m 21 now and my lungs loud
Just a product of where I used to run around
If we catch a opp then I’m going to hell cus I swear to god we gon gun him

and braggers

N***** is mad I manouvered the lavish

Improvin my status by usin them ladders

My crew is so savage

21 heads deep at yo palace to speak with you

saving by saying the same sayings staying amazed 
For days stuck in a daze it don't even phase 
You think you out of the maze you ain't making no plays

it bad like I'm Michael
Goons by my side, open the doors, suicidal
Oh, that must be a goon from Gooney Island, I guess
Turn my headphones up
All my

tagged by the team,
She been wanting to fuck for a while, that's her dream
Pull up to the crib, then made her sing,
Give her back shots, I made the bitch

On TV
Everything official
If it's made by BC
Don't give me no ultimatum
Baby you can leave me
Wasn't meant to be if walking out is that easy
I done had

fully start rip in yo lungs
Nigga don't even got a gun, but we tryna act hard so the hoes show I'm loved
Grip on the chop of my thumb, think I'ma spam by

Long live my deads[00:16.39]I be really in my head[00:18.23]Homicidal thoughts they read[00:19.93]Tryna spin and spin again[00:21.77]Aint no sun

gonna move
I planted myself like some roots 
“and the winner is” yeah, that’s my cue 

I’m coming for that grammy no matter how long it take me
Whether 21

suckin' on my balls, this bitch gon' eat niggas
This a crazy ass gun, it got three triggers
We just killed a fat nigga, need three diggers
When I'm high,

I started smoking it hoping it
Would help me rope in girls
Then I started boasting it by posting it
To show the world

Hookah pipes and condoms

I

gate
You gon stop me? O-V-A,
I'm too fly like O-V-O
You gon think my name was Drake
I think I'm great all by my own
One man army like I'm Rambo
Shit I do

fuck with the devils
She a Prada, baby, in a Nympho

She said speed it up, I change the tempo
She pull up and she givin' me tempo
That's head, by

21 with a gun
I don't even wanna see ya shake
Heyyayay seen ya shake
Seen your body in the morning shake
See your body and I duplicate
I don't do

cussed at
Cursed, slurred, it gets worse
I thought by 16 I'd be dead in a hearse
Taking a nap, pushing Daisy's out of the dirt
Never underestimate,

to fight all my life 
So all I say is
Fuck the guns
Fuck the drugs
We lost Juice WRLD
At 21
What does that say
About us bud
Do we really need Molly

down playin the money, (the money) guess thats what you do when anit got none
Been getting funds by my lonely, (you owe me) don't make me n the homies