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As I grew up on La Luz in the Brew
Dreamt of being hood rich
I was smart as fuck but I fucked up and
I turned into a hood bitch
Age 21 I thought a gun

in piss
Diamonds dancin' in the club, attracting me a bad bitch
Please look, but if you touch, you turnin' me to savage

21 guns, we can have some fun

the cru
Mobbin heavy hope we ain't gotta bring guns out 
So if you wit it meet us at the zoo
Where we all gettin money don't give a F**k now
Ballin like

down
Bury me with the flag, you're fucking beat down
And you're never going home
I don't want a 21 gun salute
I wanna be my ashes spread over the ocean

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

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

birthday.

Why the fuck niggas tryna be like me.
Nigga 21, but I'm havin' fun Nigga bout to shoot your ass with a fuckin
Gun But, boy, you better fuckin' run

blunt, smoke by the pound
Know they listen to my music, they fuck with my sound
I need a doc to inspect my head, I think I'm getting sicker now
Come

Di- Di- Diamonds dancing on me it be feeling like a club (yeah)
Hit that lil' bitch from the back and go her butt (butt)
I been on it since 21, I can

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

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

three Glocks
Wass Gang ran his ass down by the sea walk
My trap house running like Yung Lava
Don't let me get the drop
And send them Wassas
Anchor on your

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

there’s a great chance
I may not be in the like I was in
For 21 years I’m lucky I’m
Very lucky that I’m alive
Able to talk to you able to still run
But when

shut down
Twenty one gun salute buss 21 rounds

Finaly here
And I finally landed
For all the times
I was blinded and stranded
From a child
See us rise

stop me from being the Reala 4 Reala / killers rolling wit me that'll die for a nigga  / 
Triggas that bust when I'm gone 
21 gun salute /
Naw
cll my

the grass, no Gucci, but I still flex
Moving weight on mass, and I still got the cash
I did some maths, by 21, I gon have bare racks
I got bare guns make that

ain't dying, bout no ho
It's a world full of sharks, gotta swim on your own
Said I'd kill myself by 21 if I never made it 22, I woke up in the hills,

ghetto stories by Boosie?
I can't save a bitch I'm knowing how these bitches can get choosey
I'ma two step watch me dip I do my shit I get real groovy
It

never taught us,

We some savages, no 21, 
But that 22 still make em jump
Pull that trigger like I'm at the pump,
Still curbing niggas 'fore they get

no time for the lame shit
He aint get to live, these youngins die before they 21
Trippin' by my youngin', shit, I wish he had his gun

Know we on Short

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

were lost souls
What happened we dont know
oh oh oh oh

Only 13 when you pointed gun in video
You rapped bout drugs gangs and fame bro
Doesnt wanna ride

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