And if I miss that train do you really think That even here, I?d be closer to you So here I am leaving soon and I?m standing at gate 22 ?Cause whatever
open & if I miss that train do you really think That even here, I'd be closer to you So here I am leaving soon and I'm standing at gate 22 ?Cause whatever
wide open & if I miss that train do you really think That even here, I'd be closer to you So here I am leaving soon and I'm standing at gate 22 ?Cause
[Termanology:] Yeah, my 22 long years y'all, 22 long [Termanology:] Age 1 almost died, age 2 in the ghetto Age 3 seen a nigga get popped by the metal
live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids Can I live, if I don't live nobody lives Time is money, money is power so I'm sour 22 feelin' like I've wasted
my God Complex I never thought 19 years after my first breath I'd be in art school surrounded by corny fucks Debating who's more depressed I'm 22 now
Harlem, Mo Southside Yyou catch that body nigga better have that alibi You never know it might just be your time to that ride Tto them pearly white gates
fullest What all you motherfuckers gon do Check me out [ verse 1 ] What you motherfuckers gon throw up What you motherfuckers gon do Get your ass sow up When I blast the 22
on em, throw up the peace on you As I hit corners in that Lamborghini swervin' Them doors fly up, look like I'm riding in a bird So sick, put the 22
th Avenue But my head felt better as I turned the car And the airport slowly came to view "One mile" Said the sign I checked my bags and made it straight to end gate 22
with lamb skin Black family, fine point to win That again, prophecy watch the magic, can you? Must begin to think, sit up And you can see par 22 was
BLOOD AND VEINS AND I BUST TILL I CAN'T MIX MUD AND BRAINS SOME DAY I MIGHT BE PUNISHED FOR THE SHIT THAT I DO SO CRACK THE GATES OFF HELL I MIGHT
you love my nigga When the rent was due he always grab the chopper and ride You was mad at the funeral seeing his hoes In the casket at 22 he didn'
thugs!) bitch, ass (for my real thugs!) uh, niggas [Verse 1] The New No Limit so how you love that? The girls be jockin us wodie we all that The Ghetto Bill Gates
1: E.S.G.] Now will the freestyle kings stand up? Hol up I'm kinda sluggish with all this lean in my cup I'm washed up Redrum Sittin in 22's Wrist is
in Manosaga Twars When I drop them draws, they like, "Oh my God" 2000, 2 0 2 Rag top that's candy blue Fuck dubs, it's 22 (So serious) Gotta 61 and
brah Three albums in sixteen months, homie I'm all about chasin' paper This how we comin' out the gates, homie Da REAList in stores December 16th What time it is, brah? 5:22