21 To 22

YeYeah
Ayo Tay let's run this shit up
Yeah HYA

200 for the rari I don't know which one I want
I always count my paper I make every more every month
Shit I Told the dealer go elephant the trunk up in the front
Now it's room room srtt and I'm giving no fucks
Where you from? Norfside
Tay Aj an Mase court side
I'm betting on myself just give me a little more time
Im always getting it myself I don't gotta ask for no handouts
Started rocking designer I ain't gone lie I like to stand out
Givenchy on the sneaks
And I'm rocking a plain white t
We both can make it for some reason they hatin' on me
School ain't teach me nothing swear to god man that's a fact
Ain't know how to make money till I put my voice up on a track
Too many times they doubted now I guess I gotta show em
My squad taking over HYA that's on fonem
Go to sleep counting wake up to Hunnit's every morning
Switch cities for the view they think I'm out here touring
Phone on do not disturb tell that bitch don't hit my phone
Bitches claim she love me but don't know the words to my song
She ain't getting my money I got this shit on my own
She be around brokies this ain't no ppp loan
Too much ice on me damn nigga where ya coat at
Hell Rell put me on a song bet these niggas ain't know that
Pic my bitches up on a Thursday let's call it a throwback
I don't beef over bitches you should know where ya hoe at
21 to 22
They gone hate and they gone love me too
Either you with me or against me just watch how a nigga move
Taking flights coast to coast
Bitches out here doing the most
Car tinted I'm Stuntin' for when niggas took me for a joke
Moncler or the Fendi I'm fresh as hell on the scene
All I want for my birthday is to rap on a fuckin' beat
Philly with my niggas only right we bumpin' Meek
I aint stress I'm in a foreign with air conditioners in my seats
We on right now on GOD we like them OTF niggas
Niggas wont say it but soon they gone get the picture
They say I'm corny that's why a nigga ain't signed yet
Nah I ain't signed cus industry niggas ain't here me yet
City on lock I send niggas but I don't know how to send em
Chains hittin' on my neck but hitting better on the emblem
20 percent flexing 100 percent stackin'
I used to ball then hit the booth bitches love the rappers
Ima be at the top of this rap shit In 2022
Cus I'm consistent and leaving all my feelings in that booth
Everything I speak on it gotta be the truth but if you around
Stay loyal and do what you gotta do
I be lying if I said I ain't love the grind
Was born a killer on grandma back in 99
July 10th a cancer my sign look like 69
Leveled up changed states Im seeing more Bentleys then Nissan's
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21 to 22
21 to 22
Let's get it man
HYA Norfside
We out



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Writer(s): Kyonn Bragg Jr
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