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J.C.M.B - 20's Lyrics



J.C.M.B - 20's Lyrics




I know you f*ck you wit it
I know you always did
No matter if I sit in my room
Chucking up vids
I just had too many billys
Now I'm hucking up a spit
Think Molly popping Living
Just ain't none of my bizz
Holly shit when I trip
I think how much acid dip
Or when I can see misses
Down here licking on the tip
Never quit feeling lit
Fall in love with what I spit
I love bitches money cars
And the billy that I hit
Feeling ripped but its cool
Almost kicked out a school
For my bro selling nuggy
To the kids at the school
Wasn't true, okay yes it was
But who could give a f*ck
If you ever sat with Mary
With you homies at the park
With a spark on the bark
Of a huge ass tree
With a double percolator
And some kick ass weed
Ask me if I smoke
I said f*ck yeah bro
Are keen to get stoned
When the class done co
Nekk minute I be tripping
Getting f*cking fried chicken
And the cashier looking
At me thinking I'm thinking
What the hell I'm gone get
But then I forget
And my wallet in the car
That I gotta go get

Fast foward to me living in my 20s
20 past 4 still spending all my 20s
I'm still ass hole but my circle got plenty
If you ask who I trust I'd tell you not many
Not ready

I'm think I'm running out a lyrics
I can feel it in my sprit
I got shit I shouldn't talk about
But I want you to hear it

I speak clearly to the fact
I know I'll never see it clearer
You just stuck up in the mobile
Too addicted to the camera

Maybe look a little deeper
If you naked people look
Distracted to the face
But forget about the book
You promoting getting baked
Now the generation cooked
Got million dollar dreams
But you never read a book
Where the hook
Na I thought it time that we all had a talk
You never learned to crawl
So how the f*ck you gunna walk
You always say you run it
But you see I had to fall
To be sitting at the bottom
Make you notice what you got
I see special kids with talents
To addicted to the latest
I'm sitting here religiously
Just studying the greatest
F*ck the haters
For the status
I spent too long getting faded
I woke up at 22
How much longer could I waited

Fast foward to me living in my 20s
20 past 4 still spending all my 20s
I'm still ass hole but my circle got plenty
If you ask who I trust I'd tell you not many
Not ready
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I know you f*ck you wit it
I know you always did
No matter if I sit in my room
Chucking up vids
I just had too many billys
Now I'm hucking up a spit
Think Molly popping Living
Just ain't none of my bizz
Holly shit when I trip
I think how much acid dip
Or when I can see misses
Down here licking on the tip
Never quit feeling lit
Fall in love with what I spit
I love bitches money cars
And the billy that I hit
Feeling ripped but its cool
Almost kicked out a school
For my bro selling nuggy
To the kids at the school
Wasn't true, okay yes it was
But who could give a f*ck
If you ever sat with Mary
With you homies at the park
With a spark on the bark
Of a huge ass tree
With a double percolator
And some kick ass weed
Ask me if I smoke
I said f*ck yeah bro
Are keen to get stoned
When the class done co
Nekk minute I be tripping
Getting f*cking fried chicken
And the cashier looking
At me thinking I'm thinking
What the hell I'm gone get
But then I forget
And my wallet in the car
That I gotta go get

Fast foward to me living in my 20s
20 past 4 still spending all my 20s
I'm still ass hole but my circle got plenty
If you ask who I trust I'd tell you not many
Not ready

I'm think I'm running out a lyrics
I can feel it in my sprit
I got shit I shouldn't talk about
But I want you to hear it

I speak clearly to the fact
I know I'll never see it clearer
You just stuck up in the mobile
Too addicted to the camera

Maybe look a little deeper
If you naked people look
Distracted to the face
But forget about the book
You promoting getting baked
Now the generation cooked
Got million dollar dreams
But you never read a book
Where the hook
Na I thought it time that we all had a talk
You never learned to crawl
So how the f*ck you gunna walk
You always say you run it
But you see I had to fall
To be sitting at the bottom
Make you notice what you got
I see special kids with talents
To addicted to the latest
I'm sitting here religiously
Just studying the greatest
F*ck the haters
For the status
I spent too long getting faded
I woke up at 22
How much longer could I waited

Fast foward to me living in my 20s
20 past 4 still spending all my 20s
I'm still ass hole but my circle got plenty
If you ask who I trust I'd tell you not many
Not ready
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Writer: Johnny Brickell
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