22nd Jim
Head First
[Intro]
(Reece, take 'em to church)

[Verse 1]
I put this shit straight on my shoulders when these n***as turned they back
Real street n***a, tryna convince n***as I rap
I put on for my city, 22nd on the map
From the bottom of the barrel, from the bottom of the map
Well-known around the city, everywhere I go, I'm strapped
Kept it solid with fake n***as, but they ain't gon' tell you that
Gave a couple n***as passes who I probably should've stabbed
Gave a couple bitches passes who I probably should've slapped
Ain't no dirt up on my name, guarantee you, that's a fact
I stood tall in that county, lost it all and got it back
Man, I miss my n***a Teddy, we gon' gеt them n***as back
Can't wait to get them n***as back
Frеsh up out the trap, hand me a shovel
I done been in so many wars, I need a medal
Rockstar life, they all rock with heavy metal
How you say you love a n***a but playin' in the middle?
Made it rain on pussy n***as, no confetti
N***as say they want it, but them n***as, they ain't ready
3.00 Blackout, when you shoot it, hold it steady
Lost my n***a Trigger, swear to God, I wasn't ready

[Chorus]
Headfirst up in the field, ain't no callin' timeouts
And be careful when you slide, them crackers givin' time out
Poured a four straight in my Fanta, had to get my mind right
I was lost up in them trenches, had to get my grind right
Now I shine bright, n***as know I'm the one
Play with tease if n***as want to, n***as know I'ma come
Give a fuck 'bout Instagram, in real life, n***as bums
If I saw you out in traffic, n***as probably would run
[Verse 2]
I'ma give it to you raw, I ain't bitin' my tongue
Yeah, I got hit on 22nd, I was bustin' my gun
Got the block around my neck, ain't gotta ask where I'm from
I just [?][1:25] and I consider it done
And I ain't goin' back to jail, I'd rather go on the run
Really grew up 'round them hustlers and them killers and thugs
Took my kindness for a weakness, I ain't showin' no love
N***as fronted on a n***a when they know I'm the one
These n***as rookies in this shit, watch how you play with a vet
'Cause when we come, we come for real, tie n***as' head to they chest
And I ain't askin', I ain't beggin', bitch, demandin' respect
And I ain't askin for no money, bitch, demandin' the check
And I been on the bench for so long, only right a n***a ball
And I grew up in the murders, fuckin' right I had it hard
It ain't no foldin', ain't no rollin', fuckin' right I'm standin' tall
If them n***as sayin' fuck me, then you know it's fuck 'em all

[Chorus]
Headfirst up in the field, ain't no callin' timeouts
And be careful when you slide, them crackers givin' time out
Poured a four straight in my Fanta, had to get my mind right
I was lost up in them trenches, had to get my grind right
Now I shine bright, n***as know I'm the one
Play with tease if n***as want to, n***as know I'ma come
Give a fuck 'bout Instagram, in real life, n***as bums
If I saw you out in traffic, n***as probably would run
Jim, n***a