22
Feel Like
Like my life is a mess
They think I'm living life but I swear I just hide it the best
Told my bitch I gotta leave her cause she causing me stress
I smoke the gas and nothing else I get the green like I'm Hess
I was lonely in the dark and I was losing myself
And my ego always stopping me from asking for help
Could've looked like I was cooling, you don't know how I felt
Niggas hating on me gotta keep a Glock on my belt
I've been gone and niggas think that I done flopped
And since I started this, I swear that I would never stop
Yeah I do this for the fam, and I done even told my pops
If they ever got a issue man I'll pull up with a Glock
Now I'm 22 I gotta focus on my shit
Build my credit, pay them taxes I'ma go legit
Tired of playin the block and tryna find a place to live
I prolly spent a half million dollars since a kid
Had a goal I wrote it down so I can cross it out the list
Got myself into some problems, got a lawyer case dismissed
Told my mama I'ma change my life, my pops want me to quit
That shit really hurt a nigga, that shit make me wanna... quit
Who would've thought I'd get stuck not like this (woah woah woah)
If I get one shot I know that I won't miss (yeah yeah yeah)
Sometimes I just sit back reminisce (naa-aahh-ahh)
Sometimes I just sit back reminisce (naa-aahh-ahh)
Gotta get back in my state
Now I'm 22 I gotta go get me a wraith
They be doubting me and I'm like fuck what they gon' say
They said that I fell off knowing that I took a break
And I wonder what they say and do, they talk behind my back
You might say you love me but you don't know you attached
Why would I show loyalty when you don't show it back
And I seen you like my brother but you seen me as a bag
It's like all my life I'm trapping
I've been the captain
People dying ain't no capping
I seen it happen
If I have too then I'm blasting
I get the packs in
I tell all em niggas tap in. Ya plug is taxing
It's like labels they harassing
They catch you lacking
Give you money just to flash it
I need the back end
If I do a deal I need my rights and I ain't asking
I don't need ya money sorry Yeah I need my masters
Oouu oouuu oouu oouuu
Yeah yeah
22
Like my life is a mess
They think I'm living life but I swear I just hide it the best
Told my bitch I gotta leave her cause she causing me stress
I smoke the gas and nothing else I get the green like I'm Hess
I was lonely in the dark and I was losing myself
And my ego always stopping me from asking for help
Could've looked like I was cooling, you don't know how I felt
Niggas hating on me gotta keep a Glock on my belt
I've been gone and niggas think that I done flopped
And since I started this, I swear that I would never stop
Yeah I do this for the fam, and I done even told my pops
If they ever got a issue man I'll pull up with a Glock
Now I'm 22 I gotta focus on my shit
Build my credit, pay them taxes I'ma go legit
Tired of playin the block and tryna find a place to live
I prolly spent a half million dollars since a kid
Had a goal I wrote it down so I can cross it out the list
Got myself into some problems, got a lawyer case dismissed
Told my mama I'ma change my life, my pops want me to quit
That shit really hurt a nigga, that shit make me wanna... quit
Who would've thought I'd get stuck not like this (woah woah woah)
If I get one shot I know that I won't miss (yeah yeah yeah)
Sometimes I just sit back reminisce (naa-aahh-ahh)
Sometimes I just sit back reminisce (naa-aahh-ahh)
Gotta get back in my state
Now I'm 22 I gotta go get me a wraith
They be doubting me and I'm like fuck what they gon' say
They said that I fell off knowing that I took a break
And I wonder what they say and do, they talk behind my back
You might say you love me but you don't know you attached
Why would I show loyalty when you don't show it back
And I seen you like my brother but you seen me as a bag
It's like all my life I'm trapping
I've been the captain
People dying ain't no capping
I seen it happen
If I have too then I'm blasting
I get the packs in
I tell all em niggas tap in. Ya plug is taxing
It's like labels they harassing
They catch you lacking
Give you money just to flash it
I need the back end
If I do a deal I need my rights and I ain't asking
I don't need ya money sorry Yeah I need my masters
Oouu oouuu oouu oouuu
Yeah yeah
22
Credits
Writer(s): Ahmed Saleh
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