Lyrics:
awareness of each and every minute
I wish I had a ticket that could take me to the past
I wouldn't really use it - I'd just hold in my hand
So I could look
thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised by
as your coffin off in the ground
Family man, look at your kids orphans now
Used to just smack rappers, I'm extorting 'em now
Taking all that's supporting
cheap blow
And each O like three, four times
I flipped ones but it’s evil
The people I deal with'll stick nuns
With big guns, the diesel
That diesel never
Street
By the capital building to somewhere sunny in the tropics
In the city where the unknown remain unknown
Can't party downtown without a blade or gun
mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just a accident murderer
Accident murderer,
him again
That ain't true
Yeah it is
The real world is really unreal and
No none of that's true
While the wildest
You're just making this up to scare
[ad libs for first 21 seconds]
[Chorus: Bizzy Bone (Wish Bone)]
(You niggaz can't stop me) I'm cockin a glock
(You motherfuckers can't stop me) I'm
as drawings
Was it worth it for you to be king when the thrill is gone
CHORUS X2
‘21 Grams’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson
VERSE 1
I wonder what
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
element
I just turned 21,
(if it) wasn't for music
Think i would be dead
Started with nothing
I got me sum homies i fuck wit
They see what i see in my head
feelings[01:57.97]I wish so much it was different[01:58.95]Can't do none bout it[01:59.83]Get high and just stare at the ceiling[02:01.21]Now I get high and just stare
Blacks, ain't allowed to see
Pigs, man they just running free
This is America
People, they acting stupid
Media, just watch em do it
Money, well that's
one
You got a gun, okay, you not the only one
My lil' brother got killed, he not the only one
Heard that fuck, nigga, hey, he not the only one
I swear
on August 21st
This summer was by far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse (My_Kayla you hear me?)
Now I'm 3 cousins down
And my
shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your
shooting everybody losing their Sons I wish this was fake
ACAB, y'all ain't ever gon change me Won't go down 'till my very last day
Hands up guns down don't
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
a meganfox (No)
OK how about star in a Megan Fox film
By 21st Century Fox (Definitely no)
Guess that'll have to be
Another Year
(More of a VVarner Bros. guy
Girls
Just some hot girls who like to snort white girl
I'm in a all black coupe like Dark Knight, girl
These here Jimmy Choos, not Off-Whites, girl
niggas get excited
Cause they think they fixinta get it, but nigga I'm a riot
By myself I'ma riot, so nigga don't try it
Gun's I collect em, gun's
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all
I just want a trip to Milan
With a bad bitch
Niggas want smoke
Tell them all they can have it
Got me feeling heartless
Like 21 savage
No top on my
geekin on sum street shit with my gun
Arguing and leaving too much she must ain’t the one
Now she got me seeing too much
Blinded by her love
And she stayed
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