ELZhi - Two 16's lyrics
[ELZhi - Two 16's lyrics]
Yeah i know you looking for that fire
I got that John Blaze shit though
Yo, I know y'all just want two 16’s, so
I’m just gon' spit it like that for real
So that’s exactly what you’re getting
Me spitting a couple written verses
The first is ‘bout Quentin young & wild
Brung a child on this planet he doesn’t claim
Scooped chicks using his cousin name
And plays a dozen games
Thinks he knows it all
Still tries to fit in like
When your clothes get small
Following in those footsteps then
Walked towards exposed pitfalls
Momma kicked him out of her house
‘cause of his poor grades
He left right out that door
Straight worse than before, made
Money on the streets with elites
In no time there's receipts
From leather seats and
Fleets, rolling sweets, and tucking heat
Since that metal’s been on the cop providing
It’s like riding a bike then catch you
With your chain slipping
Pedalling on the block bang, bang, bang
He finds himself inside a shootout
With some rival crew
Thinking ‘bout survival through
Traffic speeding while bleeding it’s graphic
Blood leaking more than an ounce
Shit
At 16 hours before his daughter’s birth
He was pronounced dead
Damn, say you wanted two 16’s
I’ma give you two 16’s
You say all you want is two 16’s
Then I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two, one, two, one, two
(two, two) listen as I run through
Both of these tales, I wish I could undo
She was pregnant at 16
You would think maybe if she
Felt the baby shift she
Would not be as angry with herself for
Getting down on her first night
In the back of a Crown
Vic as them sounds kick
Nauseated, moving around, sick
To her stomach, missing class
Kissing ass to make up a
Test with the study, listen, pass
With flying colors
Always evil eyeing brothers
Since her baby father don’t claim her
Child and probably denying others
At first you thought "I don’t need him
I’ll just give him his freedom"
‘Til she finds out a girl knows him
That’s who she buys her weed from
She was told that he slangs
With his cousin dealing
What she thought Dylan was his
Name that she wasn’t feeling
So she made a call, got some young
Wild niggas to spot him
Knocked him on his bottom
Pointed at him and shot him what a shame
That was around the same time
That her water broke
She had a child but got arrested
Missing the first words her daughter spoke
Damn, say you wanted two 16’s
I’ma give you two 16’s
You say all you want is two 16’s
Then I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two, one, two, one, two
(two, two) listen as I run through
Both of these tales, I wish I could undo
I got that John Blaze shit though
Yo, I know y'all just want two 16’s, so
I’m just gon' spit it like that for real
So that’s exactly what you’re getting
Me spitting a couple written verses
The first is ‘bout Quentin young & wild
Brung a child on this planet he doesn’t claim
Scooped chicks using his cousin name
And plays a dozen games
Thinks he knows it all
Still tries to fit in like
When your clothes get small
Following in those footsteps then
Walked towards exposed pitfalls
Momma kicked him out of her house
‘cause of his poor grades
He left right out that door
Straight worse than before, made
Money on the streets with elites
In no time there's receipts
From leather seats and
Fleets, rolling sweets, and tucking heat
Since that metal’s been on the cop providing
It’s like riding a bike then catch you
With your chain slipping
Pedalling on the block bang, bang, bang
He finds himself inside a shootout
With some rival crew
Thinking ‘bout survival through
Traffic speeding while bleeding it’s graphic
Blood leaking more than an ounce
Shit
At 16 hours before his daughter’s birth
He was pronounced dead
Damn, say you wanted two 16’s
I’ma give you two 16’s
You say all you want is two 16’s
Then I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two, one, two, one, two
(two, two) listen as I run through
Both of these tales, I wish I could undo
She was pregnant at 16
You would think maybe if she
Felt the baby shift she
Would not be as angry with herself for
Getting down on her first night
In the back of a Crown
Vic as them sounds kick
Nauseated, moving around, sick
To her stomach, missing class
Kissing ass to make up a
Test with the study, listen, pass
With flying colors
Always evil eyeing brothers
Since her baby father don’t claim her
Child and probably denying others
At first you thought "I don’t need him
I’ll just give him his freedom"
‘Til she finds out a girl knows him
That’s who she buys her weed from
She was told that he slangs
With his cousin dealing
What she thought Dylan was his
Name that she wasn’t feeling
So she made a call, got some young
Wild niggas to spot him
Knocked him on his bottom
Pointed at him and shot him what a shame
That was around the same time
That her water broke
She had a child but got arrested
Missing the first words her daughter spoke
Damn, say you wanted two 16’s
I’ma give you two 16’s
You say all you want is two 16’s
Then I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two 16’s
Yeah, I’ma give you two, one, two, one, two
(two, two) listen as I run through
Both of these tales, I wish I could undo