Lyrics:
I got P-A-ID, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out nicks went
For 20s down South
Packed up my tools
And them 10's and them 20s
them 20's them 50's them 100's
She gone regret if she pass up on me
I'm gone shoot at her friend and I tell her to run it
Baby
gone stop? (come on)
We got a date for you-
February 31st, 19-neva hate (haha)
I know y'all niggas ready to kill yaself, too
Just go head and do it!
Jump
really clueless
Bitch I really do this
So you need to cool it
You a bum bitch looking dumb broke & foolish
They hating on me like jojo and I see why
You
it for black boys
I do it for young me
I do it for rollin 20s
I do it for insane
I do it for the babies
And homies who don't bang
I do it for
this bread 50 20s das a band
I got hella bread, I need hella jam
Dinr boy rly do it, u know who i am
I been onna move nigga, Since like 20-10
I could
with no roof
Excuse me I don't no what they told you
But I'm gettin in for free anywhere that I go to
Curren$y the high spitter got hella flows
Rock
or a mop or a shovel
Not on the corner waitin for the big pay-off
It's not comin, so why not stay off
The streets, believe me it beats bein sent up-
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ha
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ha
She be doin' things that she won't do for you
cause I be that special man,
In my Bentley coupe, yuh
I just pulled it off
Chill
(Chorus 2x)
We ridin 20s on the cars and 26s on the trucks
And everybody diggin us it ain't no limit to the bucks
We makin noise in the game
out and buried now
But hear me now, I am here and now
So appealing 'til I disappear, but still
It got me feelin' like
I'm in my early 20s
Now all
forget none of you pussies and the
Rest of y’all been playing too long
Let's take it back to Vegas on
My 22nd at the Palms got a call
My life was being
the fuck did I make it past 22?"
Well everybody's telling me Enjoy your 20s
They're the best years of your life
Well my best years are taking a toll on me so
with no legacy
You got your 30's
The 20's
The 10's
For the bank
So i dunk on yo ass for 83's
I got the packs
Made an album
For real
Like I can't even
(It's P$G)[00:21.93](Hit you with the automatic)[00:24.16](Aye aye)[00:25.84]Hoe do not test me[00:26.76]I'll really fuck on your best
killed him
I'm a old man
In my early 20's
How I'm feeling
How you know me
I ain't meet you yet
The things I gotta deal with
On the highway
Running out
big racks right on me
Girl why you tripping, you don't even know me
She say she strip cause she been feeling lonely
She fell in love with the money
you mouse that..for..meh..
Okay Kool
Youngin bout his business.
Young Hustle Young Money,
Youngin got the vision.
Listen up.
Counting 20s never was
Don't let concrete beat you
Lil homie, you a soldier
Don't let just streets teach you
Dream about it, pray about it
Work till ya breakthrough
Show you
Leave a nigga on the flo'
Truly I don't buck with you, nigga
Let my tooly talk talk to you, nigga
Bitch man is an itch to a rich man, whoa
20's
Leave a nigga on the flo'
Truly I don't buck with you, nigga
Let my tooly talk talk to you, nigga
Bitch man is an itch to a rich man, whoa
20's
Hardly gamble
But here and there, still roll dice
If it’s beef with me then
You better think twice
Cause I go at ya head
At ya head it's a price
Y
to what she'd do
I'm listening, she's whispering
Her girl wanna ride me too
Let's ride (yes she do)
All night (let's get rowdy)
I don't doubt it
my rims ain't twizzles
But don't get it twisted them is 26's
Y'all ride 18's we ride 26's
Big truck Big wheels rollin' ova ditches
Chrome rims
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