21
Got God up on my side, he tellin' me don't budge
But the devil in my ear
Got God up on my side, he tellin' me don't budge
But the devil in my ear want me ta step in blood
Goin' through all this shit, I lost my mind
Real pain, but I can't run
Ain't to good at home, looked to the streets
So he picked up a gun
Lifestyle corrupt, no fairytale, uh-uh
This shit ain't fun
In the streets, they kill for fun
I miss my people, love them a ton
Can't go back, I really miss the old days
But nawl this shit ain't done
I was younger I ain't see shit too vivid
But now I'm 21
My mind, it been racin
I asked God to grab the wheel
Inside, they know I can't take it
Outside, they told me to chill, come on
I was poppin' pills
I used to love how that shit feel
But that shit gave me thrills
Cause deep inside, know it wasn't real
This shit come to me with ease
Them bad thoughts, no, they won't leave
Self-made, I can't be teached
They put me down, now they in need
Fuck em' all cause they ain't me
Ain't never called and now they pleasin
Can't talk, yo, talk is cheap
Scratch off the scene, I dog the Jeep
Miss my people, I been drownin
Uh-uh, get out my head
And it's crazy
Cause every time you look around
Somebody dead
Keep my ten toes down
Stuck up on the ground they let me bled
I was lost and found but now i'm in my bag and now they mad
They ask why I ain't drop
Cause when I drop, I ain't gon' stop
Know I'm gon' get to the top
That ain't my hoe won't
Stress a bop
Four pockets full with bands and knots
Watch em' all, I know they plot
Don't care if you here or not
I can't be beat like Juggernaut
Okay, come on
They all sleep on me
And they ain't got a bed
Rather see me dead instead
I rather go and use my head
And I'm on point like a pencil
If you play, get filled with led
That lil' hoe wanna fuck
Tryna turn me up just cause my dreds
Had to learn how to analyze
Cause they all really feds
This shit gon' take time
But I'm ready for the end
When you stuck on the grind
You don't really need no friends
If you ain't talk about no dime
Then you dont make no sense
Got God up on my side
He tellin' me don't budge
But the devil in my head
Want me to step in blood
Going through all this shit
I lost my mind real pain
But I can't run
Ain't too good at home
Looked to the streets
So he picked up a gun
Lifestyle corrupt, no fairytale
Uh-uh, this shit ain't fun
In the streets, they kill for fun
I miss my people, love them a ton
Can't go back, I really miss the old days
But nawl this shit ain't done
I was young, I ain't see shit too vivid
But now I'm 21
My mind ain't been racing
I asked God to grab the wheel
Inside, they know I can't take it
Outside, they told me to chill, come on
I was poppin' pills
I used to love how that shit feel
But that shit gave me thrills
Cause deep inside, know it wasn't real
But the devil in my ear
Got God up on my side, he tellin' me don't budge
But the devil in my ear want me ta step in blood
Goin' through all this shit, I lost my mind
Real pain, but I can't run
Ain't to good at home, looked to the streets
So he picked up a gun
Lifestyle corrupt, no fairytale, uh-uh
This shit ain't fun
In the streets, they kill for fun
I miss my people, love them a ton
Can't go back, I really miss the old days
But nawl this shit ain't done
I was younger I ain't see shit too vivid
But now I'm 21
My mind, it been racin
I asked God to grab the wheel
Inside, they know I can't take it
Outside, they told me to chill, come on
I was poppin' pills
I used to love how that shit feel
But that shit gave me thrills
Cause deep inside, know it wasn't real
This shit come to me with ease
Them bad thoughts, no, they won't leave
Self-made, I can't be teached
They put me down, now they in need
Fuck em' all cause they ain't me
Ain't never called and now they pleasin
Can't talk, yo, talk is cheap
Scratch off the scene, I dog the Jeep
Miss my people, I been drownin
Uh-uh, get out my head
And it's crazy
Cause every time you look around
Somebody dead
Keep my ten toes down
Stuck up on the ground they let me bled
I was lost and found but now i'm in my bag and now they mad
They ask why I ain't drop
Cause when I drop, I ain't gon' stop
Know I'm gon' get to the top
That ain't my hoe won't
Stress a bop
Four pockets full with bands and knots
Watch em' all, I know they plot
Don't care if you here or not
I can't be beat like Juggernaut
Okay, come on
They all sleep on me
And they ain't got a bed
Rather see me dead instead
I rather go and use my head
And I'm on point like a pencil
If you play, get filled with led
That lil' hoe wanna fuck
Tryna turn me up just cause my dreds
Had to learn how to analyze
Cause they all really feds
This shit gon' take time
But I'm ready for the end
When you stuck on the grind
You don't really need no friends
If you ain't talk about no dime
Then you dont make no sense
Got God up on my side
He tellin' me don't budge
But the devil in my head
Want me to step in blood
Going through all this shit
I lost my mind real pain
But I can't run
Ain't too good at home
Looked to the streets
So he picked up a gun
Lifestyle corrupt, no fairytale
Uh-uh, this shit ain't fun
In the streets, they kill for fun
I miss my people, love them a ton
Can't go back, I really miss the old days
But nawl this shit ain't done
I was young, I ain't see shit too vivid
But now I'm 21
My mind ain't been racing
I asked God to grab the wheel
Inside, they know I can't take it
Outside, they told me to chill, come on
I was poppin' pills
I used to love how that shit feel
But that shit gave me thrills
Cause deep inside, know it wasn't real
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Writer(s): Perry Brown Jr
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