OnCue - 21 lyrics

Nobody cared about me last year Now I get the lumber and the wax yeah It's been awhile since i've been up living fast here Key to my own city on my caribeaner Circle's small like it's never been in season Now the guest list packed and I don't really need them She said i'm twenty one Asked her for some low end guess she got enough You only call me up when I'm on these d** My mama tell me i'm depressed and not enough She said i'm just for fun Treat me like the deep end from the furthest one f** your friends I hate them keep the loaded gun My mama tell me i'm depressed and not in love Yeah, here's how they switch up aye Let me break it down for you like a swisher Once you get the big ups, they pretend to see the picture f** it can't beat em join em' now Cuey is the sh** bruh! Say... I remember when, i was writing raps in the basement Dirty a** shoes and behind on my payments then Two cents damn you love to say sh** Admit it you was hatin now you all complacent, friend But we ain't friends (no) Do comprehend I do not bend Ill be this way until to the end Lord Get ya sh** straight, 9 mixtapes Need a rollie with the big face Fat a** with slim waist ASCAP, been paid Shout out Ro man, Shout out Kensei This that flow man, i'm your sensei woo Goddamn, yeah i'm on a wave Got no time to wait Thank god my dad's condoms break Do I gotta say? For all our sake! Muthaf**er yeah I need that all that cake yeah Talkin grammys, talking hall of fame yeah When I die they gon saw my brain yeah Rode the bench now I ball the game yeah You just bought the game yeah We see thru you… don't talk my name nah Best believe I sparked the flame Then I caught the rains I don't got no lane nah She said i'm twenty one Asked her for some low end guess she got enough You only call me up when I'm on these d** My mama tell me i'm depressed and not enough She said i'm just for fun Treat me like the deep end from the furthest one f** your friends I hate them keep the loaded gun My mama tell me i'm depressed and not in love