You Know That 20Means Will Probably Fuck Your B—
Hold Up, Couldn’t Start It Like That 'Cause My Grandma Wouldn’t Like That So Let Me Go Back Retry It
I’m Trying To Get The Keys To The City Put On My License
My License Expire In 21, Drinking And Driving
If I'm Not Poppin' By Age 21, Next Year I Got It
Meaning 2022 I'm Coming Through, Dropped The 20
Guess He Found A Comfortable Place In The Booth
Still Got Means Throughout His Blood But He Searching For Something New
Asked The Universe If My Voice Got The Power And Juice And If It Got The Power Thеn Power The Peoplе And The Youth
Just To Keep It True
Kids From COLA Poppin' Like Soda And They Might Damage You
Education Lacking Got Negus Acting An Animal
Momma On The Stamps And Made Poppa Vacant His Family Dues
Trying To Stop The Cycle And Hoping That It’ll Carry Through
All About The Benji’s But Benji Been Acting Distant To
That’s The Way It Goes When You Not Living Slow
If You Black Or You Stack, They Will Get You, Young Or Old
On The Track Back-Peddling, Can’t Even Pass Go
In Control Of Your Destiny, Can't Even Think It
So I Give The World A Middle Finger 'Cause Life Is All About Dying
So F It, You Either Live For The Moment Or Live For Trying
Like Trying To Bring Some Peace To The World But The Peace Is Dying
I'm Guessing We Should've Listened And Paid Attention To Mayans
If I'm Lying Then I'm Flying Real High, Put Me In The Sky
Heaven's In The Sky I'm Asking Why We In Dirt When We Die?
Hell Is Underground So If You Ask Me We Living A Lie
When Nathan Means Go Just Play His Songs And Set His Ass On Fire...
“Wait Wait Wait Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up, Repeat That One More Time
When Nathan Means Go Just Play His Songs To Set His Ass On...”
Yep, Put Me In Some Fire 'Cause These Bars Never Retire
Like i Moved Straight To Cali And Left Miami So I Don’t Gotta Carry Heat But I'll Still Put A 6 Across Your Chest
Like I Want A Championship, I Ain’t Playing For A Check
Still Put Nikes On The Court
Even If I'm In The North I’ll Put You On The Means Resort
First Rapper On Bleacher Report And I’mma...
[Hook: J Dilla & Common]
(You say you got guns, then bring that shit) uhhh
(You say you got ones, then bring that shit
Cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) uhh
(me and my man, see we known to spit this) HOT SHIT
Hot shit, yeah, yeah, uhh
What we spit Jay? (Throw it down n***a)
HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT.. yeah, boy (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT.. out
HOT..