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twenty - vb lyrics

twenty

[verse 1]
my teacher told me i had no hope
feds got me on a tight rope
and i ain’t never had much but some good smoke
and i ain’t got too many problems that i can’t solve
my dawg still think i’m homicidal
and i just copped the… for a rival
and friends come and go blud i learnt that
but if you can’t come to terms blud burn that
she told me that she couldn’t see a future
i couldn’t see a future without her
still hit the street late same way
i can never turn my back on the dope game
i ain’t gotta show love but i got faith
just need to buss one more case
dear lord please show mе a sign yo
otherwise ima die in thе bando
i can’t lie i fell in love with the bando
now where i wanna go man can go
it was v young n*gga in the can go
now i’m young og with the bank roll
need a hundred k cash for my trap phone
ima bring it all back with the blindfold
look, but i ain’t gon fake it, i was on basic, thinkin bout babygirl naked
now i’m in the kitchen i’m whippin up
no cap the last batch was spectacular
i got blood on my hands like i’m dracula
on my kid play with [biz?] cause a massacre
so much cats on the line gotta back it up
i been gone for some time you still catchin up
when i needed you most where was all the love
pray there’s a heaven for all my dawgs
[chorus]
my young n*gga went jail for a poking
if he get a 20 he gon do the whole thing
it’s cold outside but i’m coping
hit a sale left the backdoor open
if the coppers roll up we rollin
if i ain’t had a drink i’m smoking
when the winter come round i’m ghosting
ima get a whole one and break the whole thing

[chorus]
my young n*gga went jail for a poking
if he get a 20 he gon do the whole thing
it’s cold outside but i’m coping
hit a sale left the backdoor open
if the coppers roll up we rollin
if i ain’t had a drink i’m smoking
when the winter come round i’m ghosting
ima get a whole one and break the

[verse 2]
mvp tryna bring the whole team
i’m a smooth criminal man you know me
had to do a light stretch for a slip up
put a hand on my g i put a brick up
you ain’t real you can’t tell him what you told us
keep it trill in the field man you froze up
i put money into food now i’m frozen
i’m well spoken we ain’t like the ocean
el trapboy you can feel my energy
moretime i get around like there’s ten of me
left her hanging cah i’m tryna build a legacy
see fake love i call you a frenemy
i’m a street n*gga tryna make a difference
trap phone ringing run it from a distance
my heart broke and i couldn’t find the pieces
no we ain’t cool, don’t mean that we beefin
[chorus]
my young n*gga went jail for a poking
if he get a 20 he gon do the whole thing
it’s cold outside but i’m coping
hit a sale left the backdoor open
if the coppers roll up we rollin
if i ain’t had a drink i’m smoking
when the winter come round i’m ghosting
ima get a whole one and break the whole thing

twenty

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