22 (Derrick Henry)

Runnin' through 'em like 22
Stiff arm haters with a juke move
Navy, silver, white, sky blue
Runnin' through 'em like 22

The devil ain't got me yet
Can you tell by the way that I rhyme like a fiend that this ain't a hobby
Yet a decade of the beats and the heats and the way that I sing ain't made it obvious
Tell the haters come get me, I'll be chilling with a smirk
Get murked in the middle od the lobby. Bet
Wasting your time; thinking you're dimming my shine
What's a squad? Do this by myself
I got God, I don't need your help
What's a city? Tryna be the map
Got a fitted, I don't need your cap
You're detrimental to my mission, baby, who you fooling
So hungry for the mountain top I'm borderline drooling
The crown is being tailored I just gotta put the jewels in
Link to the Spotify you kmow what to do then
Down south with an upward trajectory
Primo, primo. Don't expect no less from me
All scrubs want to get the best of me
They don't got the balls to do it;Vasectomy

Runnin' through 'em like 22
Stiff arm haters with a juke move
Navy, silver, white, sky blue
Runnin' through 'em like 22

Forget what you heard, I'm the best
Take off my chain so I can get this off my chest
Worried 'bout mines. Who the rest
Applying the pressure while breaking no sweats. Bet
Tryna stay humble a test
Ain't nobody 'round me fly so I feel like a jet
Dog, and I'm sick. Need a vet
Talking that ish; smell it all on my breath
Boy I'm bad like Michael
Demons in my head are the only rivals
Killed my beat; partially suicidal
I'm a role model but Jesus is my idol
Godhead; three peat
Daily bread, I eat
Roll 'bout 12 deep
With prince and queen
Big bags no sleep
You was last week
Top five all time
All five spots me

Runnin' through 'em like 22
Stiff arm haters with a juke move
Navy, silver, white, sky blue
Runnin' through 'em like 22



Credits
Writer(s): Dakoda Rollins
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