20 Something ft. Kay Anthony Lyrics

Been chasing this dream

Since I was sixteen

Never thought that I'll be

Selling clothes but it's in my DNA

That's some big jeans

Nigga at first

They ain't want to hear me

Then I change the trajectory

Now every bitch that curved

Got my number and they

Texting me

Remember me

Look

And I don't that's a joke

But fuck that

Niggas dying on the battle field

As a child I had to ask my momma

Is that casket real

Crazy to think we ain't

Sign to nas

But we got mass appeal

We ain't grow seeing no flowers

No daffodils

We was bastard chills

All we knew was war

I carry around this big cold heart

With scars so you know

I made it out

The worst situations

Still became a star

At least that's what I like to think

I ain't been talking to

The family lately

Spent big change

Over the holidays

Niggas couldn't even call me

On my birthday

That's when I learned

Blood don't mean we family

Just mean that we

Grew up together

And survived a tragedy

That should've built chemistry

But I got low tolerance

For fake shit

Niggas been snakes my whole life

I can't fake this

Look

Imagine being tired

By the time you was thirteen

I had hurt dreams

I use to skip over my pain

Like at least my momma

Not a fiend

But I lost my dad when I was five

And everything I knew

Was a lie

I ain't know they sold drugs

Until I gained consciousness

I ain't mad at my parents

I could only imagine

If they didn't do that

We probably would've

Been famous

Until that point

I was hidden from the world

Momma and poppa

Well managed

I ain't know we was

In a broken system

Till I had to steal

My momma pearls

It was missing

It ain't mean the world

Is a menace

My son will be a reflection of me

Only better

He won't be bitter and broke

And looking in that mirror

The sky will be the limit

He'll stay far from timid

And he'll never make moves

Unless his heart is in

Son I hope you hear me

Can't even talk to my pops

When something be popping up

You going to spill all my tea

And I got to mop it up

And you going to take all the credit

After I got it up

I keep talking to Papo about

The shit I did

Most of the niggas I love

Saying I'm acting weird

Throwing my name is diss songs

While I was in Madrid

Whoa

L just lost his whole father

While I was out of state

And my father ain't dead

But somehow I relate

Big Nat or little Nat

I'm calling niggas Nate

And my son getting bigger

So I got a bigger place

Cess keep trying to throw her

Happiness in a nigga face

Using the money I give her

Just to manipulate

I looked the judge in the eye

And had to articulate

Im a big dog stepper

White Celine sweater

Black diamond salt and pepper

As if the was I look

Make it any better

First class jet blue

Look like a mini coup

I was laughing at first

Like it was April fools

All she care about

Is Burberry baiting suits

Or shade rooms or who's that

Or who's fucking who

Nigga rome took a head shot

And it ain't make the news

And you to busy talking about

The shit I didn't do

I could take a Tylenol

And still be sick of you

I'm not trying to change your mind

I'm done convincing you

Whoa

Pull up to the p's in a wraith

VVS diamonds and bape

Cartier's covering my face

Looking like

It's nineteen eighty eight

I know I still got to beat the case

My best friend was a rat

And my cousin was a snake

They come in all

Different types of shapes

My brother was a square

But my co d was a grape

The other one was blood

But the other one was ape

Darnay was a bitch

But all she wanted was her space

She really wanted to leave

All I wanted was a break

The plug got the plates

But he keep telling me to wait

I keep hitting up his phone

Cause I need specific dates

And Tae just came home

I hope he don't make a mistake

Yea

I hope he don't make a mistake

I hope he don't make a

Alright