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Did this by myself I made it
Never had no help, no faking
Bitch I'm 21, stop playing
Didnt pull that gun
We made it, yeah
Did this by myself I made it (ooo)
Never had no help, no faking (ooo)
Bitch I'm 21, stop playing (oh yeah)
Didnt pull that gun
We made it, yeah
This shit all in my head, it dont make no sense
I can't even think, I can't even vent
Talking bout a year, talking bout whats next (what's next)
Trade the 'scape for a vette, now I got the tints, yeah (skrt)
Girl, let me pull up on you, you don't know what's happening (happening)
This shit all in my head, man, it's so fucking tragic
You was just my girl, now I put you in the past tense
Never coming back from this shit, it's the last dance
Yeah, you know me (you know)
Pour a pint of lean smoking OG (that OG)
Made it to this year, can't control me (control me)
If I don't make it next year, then it's ok, yeah
Everything I write is just so I can get rich (oh yeah)
I done fell in love with somebody's bitch (oh yeah)
Can't do this again, so this my last year (oh nah)
Can't tell nobody this just how I feel (on nah)
Can't blame nobody, this shit getting real (uh huh)
I loved her (yeah)
When this 'gon change?
When its my turn? (when it's my turn?)
I feel so much fucking pain, man, this life hurts (why this life hurt?)
Made it to 21?
Oh, aight cuz (yeah)
Did this by myself I made it
Never had no help, no faking
Bitch I'm 21, stop playing
Didnt pull that gun
We made it, yeah
Did this by myself I made it (ooo)
Never had no help, no faking (ooo)
Bitch I'm 21, stop playing (oh yeah)
Didnt pull that gun
We made it, yeah
In that lil V12 I'm racing (I'm racing)
I got hella drank, and I'm faded (and I'm faded)
I just snort the Adderall, yeah I'm crazy (oh I'm crazy)
I think that lil hoe wanna have my baby (wanna have my baby)
You not the one for me
Saint Laurent on my feet
Dior Hedi on my jeans
I don't know no hoe
But she seem to know a lot bout me
She give head in the backseat
I get bread dead presi (oh, woah)
Presidential on my wrist (it's on my wrist)
Double cupped, boy, I'm sipping on that triss (double cup)
She ain't pulling up if she ain't sucking dick (lil bitch suck my dick)
Hit the door, bitch get up out my crib
Pull up with that 40, yeah, you know we shooting (shooting)
Eliantte diamonds yeah, you know we booling (booling)
Bitch kick back, stay cooling (oh yeah)
You ain't 21 then you a lil kid oh yeah (kid, kid, kid)
I got too much cash, but I keep it on me (on me)
Pull up to the club, now these hoes on me (what's good)
They just like the way that I dress, and I sing (oh yeah)
Do this for my fans, bitch I'm from the dirty, huh on god (ooo)
Did this by myself I made it
Never had no help, no faking
Bitch I'm 21, stop playing
Didnt pull that gun
We made it, yeah
Did this by myself I made it (ooo)
Never had no help, no faking (ooo)
Bitch I'm 21, stop playing (oh yeah)
Didnt pull that gun
We made it, yeah