Lyrics:
take you somewhere
Throw shade imma catch it Tom Brady
Talk shit but when they see me they say hey g
Twenty four seven do it all day g
Get bread when
slidin’ to that nigga side give ‘em 20
I been hanging outside on my lonely
And never let ‘em see you cry stay up on yo feet
even if you deep
Fake friends
The dead
You can show me how it feels to be living
I'm not living alone anymore in my headache
My bed is empty and
You're a twenty minute drive away
Away
towers
Got the cheat code made 20 in a few hours
Not stopping for no law
I got a few priors
Stay with a mask and steal feel like michael myers
Pop me
Imma show you the biggest thing in the world
All we need to do is smoke a herb
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke a herb, herb
Twenty years old, you can’t defeat
sinner
Punkboy Dracula 2.0 with the flow
And the dirt from the grundge
Fit so cold but I roll on my ones
Bow down don't play bowling
Hit a home run
ever on her head she was basic
Arm real strong Mark Henry
Ran up my sack Derrick Henry
Been having my way since twenty
Been having my way got plenty
My
These days
Tell me and I'm on the way
Twenty-three I'm on the go
Twenty-five hundred a show
Looking at me funny
Like ah shit it's picking up now
Yeah i
(20's 50's 100's)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, Aye
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it
You should have done more
You think you don't measure up to your peers
Well, you don't
Hindsight is 20/20, and here it's 20 fucking 10
The world may be
Seven twenty-four
Come on, roll the dice won’t pay for more
Advertisement is made with love
I see dead people
You're gonna need a bigger boat
The best
20,000 Richard Millie that's a wonderful thing
Heavy on the veggies know you see me sliding (slide slide)
Snakes in the grass bit boot we stomping
on the mountain better read between the lines
Twenty-five eight we was made for the grind
Third eye open I can see all the lies
And I will never stop until
twenties but i feel like my life will end today
I don't know why
I feel my eyes closing when you
Start to talk just like
You’re about to do something great
Ey Molly Girl
Sie will Money ich will Molly Girl
Poppe 20 E's ist eine Party Girl ey
Bis jeder dieses Album hört
Ich will Money sie will Molly Girl
take me right here instead
Cause I'm twenty something now
Can't say I've figured it out
I got nothing just stumbling around
But I hope you still love me
Yeah, haha, yeah
Ah, yeah, whoa, damn, woo
Yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah
Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh
Is there anything else?
I've been patient
Empty and full of myself
Time's been wasted
Time's been wasted
Time's been wasted
Cause twenty years ago
up myself
If they hatin I don't care
I got dope up on the scale
20 On my neck I need louis on my belt
Got my wrist on freeze got some sauce I got some
wrong nigha
Caught my 1st dope case on Houston street, KPD ATF kicked in my door
February twenty- fourth twenty one one, had a little left i was really
the same age, never got past twenty-three
These days, we say those were the days, after one too many
These days we may know a little better if I knew any
Wake up in the mornin’ thinkin’ bout my lifestyle
Thinkin’ bout shit man I almost had a child
Just made 20 and I’m stressing too hard
I just wanna
capable of
When they all put they head to rest
We rose up
Dropping shit that y’all love
Abt just hit 5k
And I’m counting by the minute
10k
20k
30k
19,19,19
on a bitch for nothing
Run up my numbers twenty four something yeah
Run it up spend the whole budget yeah
Run it up spend the whole budget
Blow a whole bag
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