SIMEON ROSAGE - 21 (feat. Roland Johnson) Lyrics

I just blinked and I'm 21, oh shit
What a bitch
Yo, time been passin' but I just been wastin' it
I can't click with all you people and all you vibes, I ain't feelin' right

If I ain't with wifey, I ain't with the family, I don't go outside
I'm in the mountains, I'm in the woods
I'm with the flocks, I'm with the birds, I'm with the herds
They tell me all the bullshit that you been spreadin' or that you heard

F*ck what you heard, cause I'm comin' clearly
Wait, wait, can you hear me? Is the mic on
Wait, I don't even know what you been doin', I'm comin' for show
I'm tryin' just focus all of my bread, but lately I feel like it's gettin' away

I got a son, you comin' my way, but I really don't even know what to say
Yeah, they tellin' me just to give it up
Yeah, cause you are not one of us
Yeah, and they're not one of you

Yeah, you are not in the cut
Yeah, you smokin' indica
So, you must just be a failure
Yeah, bout to put my heart on ice

Know what I been doin', I been livin' life twice
I don't even understand, but this shit nice
So, takin' a chance with a dice, so
Everybody say I been doin' this shit, but I think y'all need Lysol

To disinfect all your bullshit
Lately I'm comin' with a full clip, all those rhymes
They say I ain't livin' so divine
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yo
Let's go back in for a minute

Oh, yeah, I just been stressed
A lot of shit on my chest
Don't even know what I think that I'm next
Honestly, I don't even mean to flex

But I'm bout to flex
Cause I know that I'm comin' with bars
Know what I'm doin', I'm goin' so far
You might just think that I might be from Mars

Wait, that might as well, yeah, yeah
Don't even know what you sayin
Better watch, I ain't playin
On my knees, I'm talkin' to God

You know that I just been prayin
Don't go to church, though
Gotta work on that
Know what I'm doin', I'm bout to just go in
Go destroy facts, facts, tho
I just blink and I'm 21, oh shit,
Y'all people tellin' me that life just moves too quick
But it's true, so I can't snap back

Remember those days, I used to wear snapback
Now I'm wearin' full boots
And you know I'm bout to do attack tracks
Ooh, I just blinked, I'm almost 22

You know that I'm f*ckin
Yo, the f*ck that I do, hey
I said, everybody really f*ckin' knows it's true
Let me get my old ass up in here, great

Man, I ain't blue
Look, soda cans in the back of the BMX
It sounded like shit, but we thought it was cool
Ridin' days, playin' music inside my Lexus

It's funny how that soda can't sound like you
I'm sweet as taboo, like shawty
Room full of women and they all up on me
Maybe it's the fact that we don't rap

Like we on crack, runnin' tracks like I'm Hardly forty
I really buy gold, I don't wear gold chains
Super fast cars and we all switch lanes
Pressin' on the gas like, get it, shorty

If you ain't first, you'll last, Ricky, Bobby
Been an asshole since 21
On the middle-aged youngstown phenomenon
Tall-skinned nigga with a light-skinned mindset

You on the the line like she ain't been mine yet, nigga
What you think? We ain't old
We just gettin' started
What you drink? Grab a cup

Step up in the party
Sundress on, eyelash out
Shorty look retarded
Tell Sabrina play my song

Got hoes all on my body
I retire, boy, I don't hear these rappers rap
Crypto rich, and I don't owe these crackers
Jack boxes on top of boxes

Filled up with silver, and there will be none after that
Tick-tock, leavin' niggas stuck on stupid
IG make a fat bitch feel good
Facebook, keep the old nigga feelin' useless

And all three leave y'all stuck in the hood
Stupid ass
Stupid ass