Lyrics:
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
Uh-um (Bongo By The Way)
Ayy
Stop playin', I'm tryna see what's up with it (what's up)
I'm thee stallion, I'm tryna get buck with it (ah)
He
Compress, Compress
I just got them big pointers in my neck
Finesse, Finesse
Thats yo nigga he a lame he a mess
Keep a twenty plus a twenty thats
ring-a, ding, ding, dong
Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong
Love of my life
Freak, freak, da freak, da funk, funk
Separate the good stuff from
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
of did)
Went and fucked my nigga's bitch
I admit, I admit that I did (I did it)
I fucked my girlfriends bestfriend (oh)
Yeah I tapped that in the back
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
we were
Gangsta so we never did get a chance
To prove to anybody how much good we
Had inside of us all they heard
About was how drive bys and how many
on the rocks=20
'cause I just gets paid for them hard-core props
You know?
How long can you freak the funk? (2x)
I separate the good stuff from the junk
How long
to Hillary smellin' like dank
Presidental pardon, name one nigga out there harder than him
I'll wait
I've been in my wave like twenty years straight
I've
oh yeah,
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Tell Em I Am BOSS
I'm in my mid 20s, everything is out to get me
The way the world has change these
It's like 20 P's in the back of a Penske
Who fuckin wit me
Changed up the status
My shit to official
These niggas be rattin
Can't fuck with no
Please turn the lights off, yeah
It's looking smokey in here
Please turn the lights off, yeah
I got some bags for 20 mins, I turn up the night
thousand feet
It's the rushing of my blood
That makes me feel so good
I can see the world below just shooting by
Twice the speed of sound
That's how I
it[01:16.26]But for me it ain't a good fit[01:18.16]When an openly queer dude is unapologetic[01:20.08]Life goes from calm to autobahn hectic[01:21.74]And thanks
again and again
From the U.S. seas I shift ki's, a hundred and twenty plane rides
Multiplied by Gs, eighty-seven point three million in a matter
Credit or Cash
Hook - 1
Come here put your face in my lap
Suck me dry till this nut hit you back
Counting 100s she smoke out the pack
I got good
from the playa Joe
Man let me get my shit right
Cause I'm not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know I'm gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss
20
I look up
Straight up
I gave 'em time, time
Time
Now it's back to me nigga
I took my clique turned it to faculty nigga
Took my operation to factory
twenty-nine for a pack
Consignment a dick (goddamn)
Right back on probation
Like I did your old lady lito, I'm realer
Plus I'm a dealer
That's why I just poke
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
I'll be good I'll be good
For all of the times that I never could
Yo will my identity forever be trapped at twenty-three
After everything I've done
Is
listen
I was spitting back when I was bed wetting
I just make another slap and then I keep it stepping
Twenty-twenty I learnt twenty-twenty lessons
I done
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