22 Years - Teejay3k

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Yeah, yeah

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Uh, uh

One nigga, two bitches, three pistols

I just poured a four in a two-liter

Round it by five and I’m a zookeeper

I just seen spilled some, pour up in a two-seater

Poppin' champagne, six god, on my Drake flow

I just cashed out, seven Benz in the Bape store

I hate niggas, eight figures in my bankroll

Met your .9 with my .9, just gimme the say so

Extended, ten toes, I can’t let a nigga hold me

Popped a Xan at eleven, now I’m movin' slowly

Keep twelve out my face, I don’t fuck with police

Thirteen reasons why I’m always on my lonely

Been fuckin' fourteen when I lost my V-card

Fifteen, I was in that water like a sea star

Caught up at sixteen, that was when I caught my first weed charge

Seventeen, who woulda thought that life would ever be hard?

They gave my uncle eighteen years, where the fans be?

Nineteen when I got that chopper with the red beam

Mouth full of gold, twenty wall like I’m Aries

Baby, I’m a savage, know tweny-one and then get deadly

That .22 holds twenty-two, you run up, then you dare me

No, no, dare me

(That .22 holds twenty-two, you run up, then you dare me)

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Men lie, women lie, but numbers don’t

Men lie, women lie, but numbers don’t

Men lie, women lie, uh

Men lie, women lie, but numbers don’t

Men lie, women lie, but numbers don’t

Men lie, women lie, ayy

But numbers don’t, but numbers don’t