808 Mafia - 22 lyrics

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808 Mafia - 22 lyrics

[Verse 1: Chop] I been.. Out here Tryna get it n***a On my knees every night prayin I can see the bigger picture On a paper chasin mission Tryna stay up out them systems 1 time for my n***a cause lord knows I miss him I bought a Choppa cause I was tired of bein dat lil n***a And Puttin pain on da beat so u can feel it n***a I kno u hear me but do u really hear it n***a 18 years of living I'm painting pictures n***a My lil n***a got k**ed over 2 dollars I done kicked in n***as doors over 2 dollars My own homie tried to do me for 2 dollars Now u understand why I sleep with my 2 revolvers My own father did me dirty when he left my mother And some nights when slept I couldn't wear no cover Cause I had nightmares on k**ing me a mother f**er Now I wake up to that Stick clutching on dat s**a Hook(2xs) Out here Tryna get it n***a On my knees every night praying I can see the bigger picture On a paper chasin mission Tryna stay up out them systems 1 time for my n***a cause lord knows I miss him [Verse 2: Chop] Strapped tight wit da bible on da dash n***a Riden wit a M16 and some cash n***a Cop tried to book me talkin bout a pa** n***a I stuck my middle finger den laughed at the n***a My own homies turning snaker by the day n***a So I cut em lose not much dat I can say n***a My ex left me man dat hurt was insane n***a But that was god saying get back to dis cake n***a I'm Tryna get it Holla at me if u wit it We can make a couple plays Im some days Den we can split I ain't playin wit dese n***as Man I'm out here Tryna flip it So if u really bout it bout it Bring da sticks and we can get Where da licks? Where da keys? Where dis n***a live? I don't care who in the house we runnin in his crib And if his mama scream u could split ha f**in wig And f** his girl to u can traumatized his kid Hook(2xs)