jaeychino - forever 21 lyrics
[intro]
uh
i’m missin’ my friends, i’m missin’ my friends, i’m missin’ my—
uh, phew, oh, yeah (this just one take, how i’m comin’)
[chorus]
i’ma say it again, i done said it before (what?)
bro lookin’ too sweet when he poppin’ his door (baow)
just me and my glock and we gon’ right on tour
i ain’t duckin’ no bum, b+tch, i’m ready for war (what?)
man, sh+t still crazy, my hood locked up
just a kid from the trenches that’s tryna make it out
man, i’m missin’ lil’ blu, say his name every song
got a call from the jail, slime ’bout to come home
[verse]
got fans in my dm’s keep sayin’ that they cried to my sh+t
man, i’m glad that y’all feelin’ my pain (y’all feel that)
my head still hurt, they way bam had died (what? uh)
that sh+t was f+cked up, man, that sh+t was insane (oh, yeah)
this sh+t get deep, you can die for a bop
man, i’m glad i’m still here, all praise to allah
when my daughter had died, i was goin’ through somе sh+t
in the back of my mind, i was geekin’ the qua’
man, life ain’t rеal, sh+t feel like a joke
man, the cup like a homie, sh+t helpin’ me cope
they say i got talent, sh+t run through my soul
the streets ain’t nothin’, that sh+t gettin’ old
uh, yeah, n+gga life like chess, gotta know how to move
(bro that sh+t— you gotta know how to move)
(what, n+gga life like chess, gotta know how to—)
[chorus]
i’ma say it again, i done said it before (what?)
bro lookin’ too sweet when he poppin’ his door (baow)
just me and my glock and we gon’ right on tour
i ain’t duckin’ no bum, b+tch, i’m ready for war (what?)
man, sh+t still crazy, my hood locked up (man, sh+t still what?)
just a kid from the trenches that’s tryna make it out (ayy, free ypf, i miss y’all)
man, i’m missin’ lil’ blu, say his name every song (love live blu, i miss you, brodie)
got a call from the jail, slime ’bout to come home
i’ma say it again, i done said it before
bro lookin’ too sweet when he poppin’ his door (baow)
just me and my glock and we gon’ right on tour
i ain’t duckin’ no bum, b+tch, i’m ready for war (what?)
man, sh+t still crazy, my hood locked up
just a kid from the trenches that’s tryna make it out
man, i’m missin’ lil’ blu, say his name every song
got a call from the jail, slime ’bout to come home
[outro]
what, man, i’m missin’—
yeah, i miss my—
i’m missin’ lil blu, i miss you, bro
free ypf, man, i’m missin’ my soldiers
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