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21 Savage

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(album: Issa Album - 2017)


Grind hard, nigga, grind hard, I done grind hard
Late nights playing b-ball with a decoy
I was on the corner with the robbers and the d-boys
Now I'm on the charts, man, this shit is unbelievable
Mama, it's a lot of secrets that I had to keep from you
Got in so much trouble, thought the teachers had beef with you
And it paid off 'cause we living like the Greeks and Jews
Used to leave your stove running, stove running (21, 21)
Now it's Louis rags when my nose running
Got it out the mud, I don't owe nothing
You pussy ass niggas, I ain't on nothing
Wanna see me fucked up 'cause they poor hustling
The same niggas with me back when I was head itching
Man I'm having nightmares that the feds listening
You fake gangstas pump faking and they scared snitching
The coupe fast and it's fucking up the dash digits

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It's a bag on his head, I'ma pick it up
It was money in the house, I used to stick it up
Got your main bitch chilling, splashing, tryna lick it up
Dick riding, niggas always tryna flick it up
I ain't tryna take no pictures, bitch I'm rolling Swishers
I count my back end then I jump out with that pistol
If you ain't sucking dick you get a early dismissal
We got your wifey at the spot, she tryna lick a pickle
I just went and bought a Lamb and it cost a nickel
And I came from the bottom and it feel good
And I went platinum, still in the hood
And I take the gang with me everywhere I go
Why these niggas hating on me? Man I don't know
Ain't a place in the world that I can't go
And I got a hundred racks inside a Go-Go
And I get a hundred racks for a show, show
Wanna give a bitch my heart but I can't though
I can't fall in love with a stank ho
Lil' bitch I fell in love with the bank ho
And you know I love that good drank, ho

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Numb the pain with the money and I ride 'round with that Tommy
And I put it in her stomach and I made that lil' bitch ride me
You're my old school runner, you're my old school runner
But my new school running, it costs more than a hundred
You lil' niggas so bummy (21)
Make a diss song, they gon' wrap you like a mummy
My young niggas geeking on boot like zombies
They hungry, up it on you then they tell you, "Run it"
I stole cars, drove them like go-karts (facts)
Niggas acting like bitches, they got both parts (cat)
And I came from the gutter, I don't got no heart
And I'm straight up out the gutter, I don't got no heart
Nigga when they killed my brother, I had to go hard
Put that chopper in his face and then I Bogart
Niggas tryna cross me, I don't understand it
I'm just tryna take care of the family
And I'm sipping Codeine, not Brandy (21)
And I'm sipping Codeine, I'm an addict
You go to jail, can't depend on a bad bitch
She fucked and sucked him tryna keep up with the fashion
And I'm really, really rich and I ain't bragging
Sometimes I really can't believe this shit happened
Who woulda thought I'd make it rappin'?
I almost lost my life when I was trapping

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If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

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