23 Again (feat. Jabrein Lee)

Look
Aye I got ways
Nobody untouchable
Ahh
But we got plays
I'm to busy giving them bars we gotta raise
Like all of them fucking days
I'm working hard with no pay
When it was me, Sean and Jay
We living all in the space
Back at Westwinds
I was feeling like I was just getting less wins, uh
I remember times I would just block my blessings, uh uh
Thank God that I fell out with my best friends, uh look
But I went from zero to a ten though
I just went from zero to like ten hoes
If my grandma knew, she would be terrified
I just told my grandad, he said very wise
We not in the same
I'm growing a mane
She growing some fangs
I cannot complain
We still in the game
And I just been sipping to block out the pain, damn
Uh
I'll take the money, fuck the fame, look
Aye, best believe the Brown's really bout to reign, look
Get it VVS and then track it with GPS
Uh
Collecting all the debts and watch that shit relieve some stress
I keep a lock up on my phone cause she been reading texts, yeah
I wear my Apple Watch to sleep so I can see some rest, yeah
Look
Aye, this is a fair warning
And this the second coming of another Air Jordan
And I ain't even tour yet
I'm writing down names so a nigga never forget
No temp
But I'm really really on my cold shit
Not the one to brag but I'm really bout to boast this
And I ain't stopping til the family on the coast bitch
Oh shit
Niggas that done doubted me undoubtedly would hold this
Bitches that done played bout to hit me up for mo' dick
Just so they can go on Instagram and finally post it
Uh look
I ain't bout to fall off like a post it
And every day gone be a celebration
Toast this

And tell them niggas we ain't going on no hoe shit
Dump the clip and cock it back, now I'm reloaded
Headshots for your favorite rappers
Now we moving past them
Had to switch they plans up
Like the morning after
On some king shit
Bury me in the tombs with the pharaohs
Fake niggas think they in the field, they just scarecrows
I'm hotter than the devil in the middle of a hell hole
Took some time off
Now I'm in my bad like a klepto
And your girl throat lethal
It should be illegal
Crowd pleaser differently
But still a Black Beatle
Want the fortune, fuck fame
But that come with the game
Done wrong so many times
Now it's ice in my veins
Niggas swerving, pick a lane
I been going through some things
Need the dollars for the fam
We only giving change
If I tell my story
Will they ever feel my pain
Would you recognize the shine
If you never seen the rain
The way I'm moving dawg
I'm like a pimp with a cane
Bill Russell with the rings
But Curry with the range
Bad Boys forever
I'm Marcus with the aim
Tell Jermaine I got the flame
This Simba just got his mane
Label me as the king
Niggas don't really want it
I slaughter my opponents
Their families probably disown them
The empire on Roman
Tryna take this shit global
Mama had her two kings
This one in October
Pull the plug, game over
When we step in your presence
Yeah, we in this bitch
Might need a C-Section
What the fuck was that
Nardo Wick how I'm stepping
Put the beat in the casket
Somebody call the reverend
Miracles every rhyme
When I spit it's a blessing
Teaching niggas the game
When I talk it's a lesson
Keeping this shit simple
So you still get the message
Niggas was sleeping on me
Now wake up to your death wish



Credits
Writer(s): Markel Robinson
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