Lyrics Joey Trap – 21 Freestyle
Text:
(Lah) Yeah, look
(Akachi, he on the beat, it’s a murder)
I got the shit for the streets
Benji won’t leave me in peace
I’m with yo bitch on the beach
Bet you ain’t know she a freak
I hop in this bitch with no roof on
She a fan but she only know two songs
I go hard in the paint wit my boots on
Bet you ain’t know a nigga had two phones
One for the work and the thots
One for the hits on the ops
Neither phones talk to the cops
We gotta beef send the shots
Spent 80 bands on a Richard mili
I met ya bitch down at magic city
Don’t know her name let me see her tittys
Many man hate me I feel like fifty
I got the power ghost
I took over my whole coast
I call it survival bro’s
You know what we Jackin
YRS x Polo my jacket
Ain’t talking rye , you toast
I — haha
I do this shit
Hahaha
Bet you ain’t know she a freak
I hop in this bitch with no roof on
She a fan but she only know two songs
I go hard in the paint wit my boots on
Bet you ain’t know a nigga had two phones
One for the work and the thots
One for the hits on the ops
Neither phones talk to the cops
We gotta beef send the shots
Spent 80 bands on a Richard mili
I met ya bitch down at magic city
Don’t know her name let me see her tittys
Many man hate me I feel like fifty
I got the power ghost
I took over my whole coast
I call it survival bro’s
You know what we Jackin
YRS x Polo my jacket
Ain’t talking rye , you toast
I — haha
I do this shit
Hahaha
How he a monster and he only 21
I feel like 21 I got a chopper on me
Ima savage when it comes to guap my nigga
If you bout the money stop the acting phony
I’ma young nigga bout my pockets
Yo bitch love me I told her stop it
I’m too fly I know I’m popping
New Gucci you know I’m copping
Yeah yeah
I did this shit for my birthday everyday I be getting the cake
Cus I never be taking a break
I just turned 21 in a wraith
I send 21 shots At ya face
Wear the mask we ain’t catching a case
Everyday I be sayin my grace
Everyday I be sayin my grace
Like god forgive me
I know I’m poppin nigga but
Please do not try to be me
You niggas is copying me
Just stop it nigga
My glizzy be rocking with me
I — haha
Yeah
Don’t have no time for niggas
I don’t got time for niggas
Yeah yeah yeah
I’ma young nigga bout my pockets
Yo bitch love me I told her stop it
I’m too fly I know I’m popping
New Gucci you know I’m copping
Yeah yeah
I did this shit for my birthday everyday I be getting the cake
Cus I never be taking a break
I just turned 21 in a wraith
I send 21 shots At ya face
Wear the mask we ain’t catching a case
Everyday I be sayin my grace
Everyday I be sayin my grace
Like god forgive me
I know I’m poppin nigga but
Please do not try to be me
You niggas is copying me
Just stop it nigga
My glizzy be rocking with me
I — haha
Yeah
Don’t have no time for niggas
I don’t got time for niggas
Yeah yeah yeah
Don’t got no friends in my bag
I’m always poppin a tag
I roll a Dutch take a drag yeah
What
I put that shit on the tab
I put it on the tab bitch
Put it on the tab bitch
I guess he 21 so he got bars now
Nah I been had em like the cars now
You just baught a little Honda
I just baught a wraith I see the stars now
See stars now
And ima star now
21 I feel like 21
Boy ima savage nigga
Ima damage niggas
Feel like killa kam
I get the package nigga
Kill a killer track and then I tackle niggas
I’ma hahah
I do this shit for fun, nigga