Quentin Miller - To Turning 27 lyrics

[Quentin Miller - To Turning 27 lyrics]

27 years how did I get here?
How'd I make it here?
Last year was supposed to
Be the greatest year
Look at me, I'll never be the same again
I used to dream 'bout this rap shit
Whipping my mama's SUV
Through them backstreets
Hit the WalMart late at night
Had to shoplift the dipes and the wipes
Made decisions like that one, that one
Listen to rap songs
Make me want get out here
And get some racks huh
I can't get enough I'm never satisfied
Oh Lord, oh Lord, got some many questions
Oh Lord, oh Lord, I need joy, yeah wo ooo ah
Wo ooo ah wo ooo ah, alright!

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