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I got twenty-one guns like I'm Billie Joe (like I'm Billie Joe)
Walking steady by myself, down a lonely road (down a lonely road)

I got twenty-one guns like I'm Billie Joe (like I'm Billie Joe)
Walking steady by myself, down a lonely road (down a lonely road)
Still die for my homies, I can never fold (I can never fold)
And I just sparked so many blunts, but I'm still getting cold (I'm still getting cold, yeah)
Sorry momma, I'm a motherfucking burnout (I'm a burnout)
I scrape my knees and drag my ass out to the dirt now (out to the dirt now)
And all these groupies acting crazy when I come around (when I come around)
Yeah, I done sparked so many blunts I burned the city down (I burned the city down)

That's the way it is, I wouldn't change a thing
I'm a basket case, but I'm still getting paid
Jump into the pit, I'm diving off the stage
So put your lighters to the sky 'cause we gon' celebrate
I'm on my 1994 OG MTV shit
Popping psychedelics all tour, that's a big trip
I do this shit solo, but I still make some big bands
Y'all just talk a lotta shit, like damn, I got the best fans

I got twenty-one guns like I'm Billie Joe (like I'm Billie Joe)
Walking steady by myself, down a lonely road (down a lonely road)

I got twenty-one guns like I'm Billie Joe (like I'm Billie Joe)
Walking steady by myself, down a lonely road (down a lonely road)
Still die for my homies, I can never fold (I can never fold)
And I just sparked so many blunts, but I'm still getting cold (I'm still getting cold, yeah)
Sorry momma, I'm a motherfucking burnout (I'm a burnout)
I scrape my knees and drag my ass out to the dirt now (out to the dirt now)
And all these groupies acting crazy when I come around (when I come around)
Yeah, I done sparked so many blunts I burned the city down (I burned the city down)

Okay, bands on me like rubber
I took down that girl, but we keep that shit under covers
I just popped a pill, baby, I might pop a another
I might die and go to hell, tell my sorries to my mother
At the whip unconscious, I was nodding off it
Thought I had control but then I went and lost it
I'ma die a legend, twenty-seven, I'm not seeing more
I just called my dealer, need the re-up, told him, "Bring me more"
I don't wanna die before I wake
So I'ma live before it's too late
I know that I got too many problems
But fuck it [?]

I got twenty-one guns like I'm Billie Joe (like I'm Billie Joe)
Walking steady by myself, down a lonely road (down a lonely road)
Still die for my homies, I can never fold (I can never fold)
And I just sparked so many blunts, but I'm still getting cold (I'm still getting cold, yeah)
Sorry momma, I'm a motherfucking burnout (I'm a burnout)
I scrape my knees and drag my ass out to the dirt now (out to the dirt now)
And all these groupies acting crazy when I come around (when I come around)
Yeah, I done sparked so many blunts I burned the city down (I burned the city down)

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