Twenty-two. Lyrics – Samaki

Twenty-two. Lyrics by Samaki

Been a minute since I spit how I spit I gotta relax for it
Really get that feel out my system I know you ask for it
Never miss it much I was shooting thinking I’m a bad sport
I ain’t trying to pass at you n#gg#s hitting the backboard

Screaming from the top of my lungs and over my asthma
Now I barely breathe on the track and they give me cash for it
Grew up out of it so my oxygen like a passport
Taking me to places and pockets ill have to last for

Gotta have to wait on my momma I know you hear me
Sicker than a {?} the doctor can never clear me
I don’t fear no man give a damn what color his tears be
Tatted on my soul until I go and get me a real sleeve

Go and get me a real sleeve
Trying to show you the real me
2022, I’m gonna show you the real me
It’s the real me

It’s the real –
I don’t wanna hear no nonsense
Awaiting out my options
Just waiting ’till I’m poppin’ don’t call me

I’m working
To make this graph so perfect
For real
For real

So welcome to twenty-two
Tell them welcome to twenty-two
Welcome to twenty-two
Welcome to twenty-two tell them

Welcome to twenty-two
Tell them welcome to twenty-two tell them
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Samaki Lyrics – Twenty-two.

Samaki

Twenty-two.