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$trict - 21 Lyrics



$trict - 21 Lyrics
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When im tryna bring it to the past it don't always work
My family tells me that im always acting like a jerk
Stop challenging me I don't want that shit it like a perk
Quit saying that it's like the junk in paperwork
Yeah people saying that im always different
Acting very awkward in a room with people always shivering
Acting very aggressive with people yeah they always whispering
Talk behind my back that ain't normal yeah I lost my interest
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people ye they not around
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people they not around
The tears in my eyes you do not see
When I gave you my heart and now you let it flea
And you said you'd stay with me I disagree
And you locked my heart baby wheres the key
You played me but that's nothing new ye
You broke my heart now I've been through ye
People I trust that's a few ye
You got 21 I got 22 ye
I don't want your love attention
That heartbreak you do not mention
Love to my heart your invention
Gave you my heart wheres my pension?
You lost me that's your mistake you know
Some people are just born fake and
You see fall like a snowflake and
Im down with you lets keep it this way
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people they not around
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake, im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people they not around
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When im tryna bring it to the past it don't always work
My family tells me that im always acting like a jerk
Stop challenging me I don't want that shit it like a perk
Quit saying that it's like the junk in paperwork
Yeah people saying that im always different
Acting very awkward in a room with people always shivering
Acting very aggressive with people yeah they always whispering
Talk behind my back that ain't normal yeah I lost my interest
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people ye they not around
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people they not around
The tears in my eyes you do not see
When I gave you my heart and now you let it flea
And you said you'd stay with me I disagree
And you locked my heart baby wheres the key
You played me but that's nothing new ye
You broke my heart now I've been through ye
People I trust that's a few ye
You got 21 I got 22 ye
I don't want your love attention
That heartbreak you do not mention
Love to my heart your invention
Gave you my heart wheres my pension?
You lost me that's your mistake you know
Some people are just born fake and
You see fall like a snowflake and
Im down with you lets keep it this way
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people they not around
I got 21 racks in my bank account
These people always being fake, im on that lookout
Don't challenge me this gonna end bad im all about
The fame the cash the people they not around
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Writer: Adam El Mograbi, Karim Mayassi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: $trict
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Adam El Mograbi, Karim Mayassi

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