22 lyrics

[Intro]
Sold my soul to the ones I love
Heart been sold and it turned to a grudge, woah
Swear I gave you my trust, woah, woah
But you don't feel

[Chorus]
[?][0:13] like a naked b*tch
Even if I had diarrhea, you still can't tell me sh*t (Section 8 straight cooked this motherf*cker up)
And my lil' buddy them shootin' sh*t, but they ain't takin' pics
I walk down on him, look down at him like I'm tryna take a p*ss
Go Pacific Ocean, got motion how I flood my wrist
I avoid abortion, b*tch, open up, kill my kids
I been on some more sh*t, turn sh*t up 22
Tat my block right on my eyes, I close 'em, it say, "22"

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it say, "22"
Yeah, don't get made a play, don't play with plates, I eat my food
b*tch, I hope you play my music diamonds, I'm droppin' jewels
I upgrade my big home, put switch on, what will he do?
Warn you not to play with me, gon' play with me, gon' play with you
One of them n*ggas played with me got famous, put him on the news
n*gga, I been turned up since the days when n*ggas rocked the Truey
I been hittin' licks, not bustin' cards, I know that he the truest
Bro them hittin' car, just caught for a portion
Just bought myself a 'Cat, b*tch n*gga, count the horses
I come from the east side, American, like f*ck a foreign
SMM like Chucky, son, I'm a murder boy
I been goin' up, I don't know my ETA
Remember my bank account was lower than my GPA
Know I'm still fightin' charges, pray I beat this case
Like, f*ck Georgia state, ain't f*ckin' with me on no chase
[Chorus]
[?][1:25] like a naked b*tch
Even if I had diarrhea, you still can't tell me sh*t
And my lil' buddy them shootin' sh*t, but they ain't takin' pics
I walk down on him, look down at him like I'm tryna take a p*ss
Go Pacific Ocean, got motion how I flood my wrist
I avoid abortion, b*tch, open up, kill my kids
I been on some more sh*t, turn sh*t up 22
Tat my block right on my eyes, I close 'em, it say, "22"

[Verse 2]
Know this me, 'Xho comin' through
If a n*gga think he bulletproof
50 Cent got hit up too
Fifty cent was just in my pocket, now I walk 'round with fifty racks
I ain't tryna dog no pit, tell that b*tch come give me cat
They think I'm a Hellboy how I hop up out that 'Cat
I put this on Blood, I ain't never, ever had a Scat
I put this on Blood, you can't name a time 'Xho went out bad
Don't try me like rap n*gga, rap n*gga, know I crash
Hundred thousand on my first car, I f*cked 'round and wrecked the 'Cat
Hundred thousand on my second car, my brother wrecked the 'Cat
f*ck it, we get money just like harder n*ggas be
Yeah, f*ck it, we get money, n*gga, everybody eat
In the field, but I don't need cleats
Where you'll get killed just like beats
No IG about no beef
And I'm knowin' he ain't in it, he rock with the wrong people
n*gga play with one of these guys and he get rolled, put that on Peter
Love that ho 'cause I don't need her, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
[?] like a naked b*tch
Even if I had diarrhea, you still can't tell me sh*t
And my lil' buddy them shootin' sh*t, but they ain't takin' pics
I walk down on him, look down at him like I'm tryna take a p*ss
Go Pacific Ocean, got motion how I flood my wrist
I avoid abortion, b*tch, open up, kill my kids
I been on some more sh*t, turn sh*t up 22
Tat my block right on my eyes, I close 'em, it say, "22"

[Outro]
Sold my soul to the ones I love
Heart been sold and it turned to a grudge, woah
Swear I gave you my trust, woah, woah
But you don't feel