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dave - my 22nd birthday* lyrics

look, it’s my 22nd birthday, man, it’s crazy how it goes
the truth is, i’m afraid of growing old
just the other day i was sixteen
spitting a sixteen
that was two+thousand and fifteen
age is the way that you’re perceived
people tend to judge it on the sh+t that you’ve achieved
it’s why i seem younger than people younger than me
i couldn’t see light in the tunnel, but i believed

police had me sitting in a interview
but arguing my point against an old head teacher is the only time i’ve gone against the princ+p+l
i just press mute and keep the talking to a minimal
my mental is weighing on my physical
there’s so many topics i don’t touch
i don’t want n+ggas around me i don’t trust
i don’t want a kid with a woman i don’t love
i don’t wanna wait ’til i’m forty to find a wife
marrying a person that’s already lived her life
i wanna do things with a girl for her first person
i don’t want my happiest memories split between twenty different girls, i just want it to be the one
forget s+x, cause i’ll never make peace with the extortionate price you can pay for a cheap f+ck
we need girls more than they need us

i remember sliding out
i remember getting nicked on my road, and watching all of my neighbours
praying
my mummy never finds it out
i remember chasing my man until my legs cramped up, i’m really trying do him, but he’s hiding out
i can’t remember a time where a man has had to double check i’m active or convince me into riding out
i remember being sixteen
when the sixteen
bought a semi+automatic, we were trying
out
you liar
we’ll really give you the fire
you desire now
if it’s cash, i might be good
’cause i really got the masters, i’m tiger woods
i’ve seen so much sh+t, i’m gonna write a book
i paint pictures, but never get the time to look
i used to rap chip’s bars like they were mine in school, but on road, that wasn’t the last line i took
i made money, lost money, made money again
on a b+cat visit, trying to smuggle a tec
dark times, i was on the phone to jussy again
bro, i shoulda’ bought a nine+bar and flooded the ends
touch a hair on my head
and something will bleed
i don’t wanna be rich, it’s something i need
i dropped fifty on my ex’, but that’s nothing to me
a quarter milli’ on my mummy, but that’s nothing to me
the first date, i buy her louie’, ’cause it’s nothing to me
the aston was dirt cheap, bro, it’s nothing to me
so putting money on your head, it ain’t nothing to me
i burn money like the money done something to me
this year i don’t think i’ll get birthday s+x
but i’ll settle for a present and a birthday text
good health for the family
this year, i need to see blessings come rapidly
this year, i need to see brienna, see amelie
this year i need to see my mummy live happily
this year, i need to block man who’ve got chat for me
this year i need to see bes’ get to graduate
nah, this year, i need to see my n+gga’ put the line down
this year, i need to take a holiday, and timeout
next year i need to make history and live in it
but this year, i need to make another five million

- dave lyrics

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