Starlito, Don Trip - 25th Song lyrics
[Starlito, Don Trip - 25th Song lyrics]
(I ain't think I'd be alive at 25 i used to
Sell 125s for 25 25 lighters on the dresser
Yes sir gotta get paid)
If you make it to see 25 that's OG status
I was told you could be anything
Just don't be average
Down bad, flat pockets
That shit made me a savage
Started hustling non-stop
Don't plan on breaking that habit
Fuck niggas start hating when I
Start making it rapping
Cause you can't make it this fast
Unless you taking a taxi
Less than 40 days, 100K tucked in my safe
I just stashed it next time I touch it
I'm flippin it real estate my gymastics
Still bet my 20s into 50s
And wrap the 50s in 100 stacks
No, I'm not a dummy
Never took no bitch where my money at
Pimp if it come to that, I'm like, "Bitch
Where my money at?" Comfortable by my lonely
Cause they snitch when you run in packs
Ghost wrote a whole mixtape for some
Zips and some 100 packs
I ain't have no option, I was pitching wait
Run that back
No, I ain't have no patience then my
Plug dropped some weight on me
Im thuggin, Don't give a fuck, I swear
I love when they hate on me, gRIND HARD!
Where do we go from here?
The point of no return
No, I ain't listen so experience
Taught me everything I learned
I learned the hard way yall went yaweh
And that's none of my concern
I know you cowards just can't wait
To come take everything I earned
But it won't be easy, no piece of cake
Prepared for whatever may come my way
I'm just a man, and I make mistakes
But, I still go in, I don't run away
Got guns in my safe, you become
Dinner you come for my plate
I put one if your face
We gotta eat, you nothing but prey
We'll say a prayer before we say grace
And then commence
If it don't make cash then
It don't make sense
Cause we can't pay rent with no
One's opinion so in that sense
I never value your 2 cents
Standing ovation, ladies and gents
These young niggas come fresh out the 'jects
Where your worst enemy's wearing a vest and
Claiming they're there to serve and protect
And your best friend is your connect
You never depend on anything else
At least til it's time to
Go stare at the judge
And he got a sentence too long for a text
Heck, Darn please
Leave that bullshit you speak
At the barn cause I ain't buying
I'm only 5'8, that's fine nigga, I can
Give a heart transplant to a giant
I ain't lying gODSPEED!
Sell 125s for 25 25 lighters on the dresser
Yes sir gotta get paid)
If you make it to see 25 that's OG status
I was told you could be anything
Just don't be average
Down bad, flat pockets
That shit made me a savage
Started hustling non-stop
Don't plan on breaking that habit
Fuck niggas start hating when I
Start making it rapping
Cause you can't make it this fast
Unless you taking a taxi
Less than 40 days, 100K tucked in my safe
I just stashed it next time I touch it
I'm flippin it real estate my gymastics
Still bet my 20s into 50s
And wrap the 50s in 100 stacks
No, I'm not a dummy
Never took no bitch where my money at
Pimp if it come to that, I'm like, "Bitch
Where my money at?" Comfortable by my lonely
Cause they snitch when you run in packs
Ghost wrote a whole mixtape for some
Zips and some 100 packs
I ain't have no option, I was pitching wait
Run that back
No, I ain't have no patience then my
Plug dropped some weight on me
Im thuggin, Don't give a fuck, I swear
I love when they hate on me, gRIND HARD!
Where do we go from here?
The point of no return
No, I ain't listen so experience
Taught me everything I learned
I learned the hard way yall went yaweh
And that's none of my concern
I know you cowards just can't wait
To come take everything I earned
But it won't be easy, no piece of cake
Prepared for whatever may come my way
I'm just a man, and I make mistakes
But, I still go in, I don't run away
Got guns in my safe, you become
Dinner you come for my plate
I put one if your face
We gotta eat, you nothing but prey
We'll say a prayer before we say grace
And then commence
If it don't make cash then
It don't make sense
Cause we can't pay rent with no
One's opinion so in that sense
I never value your 2 cents
Standing ovation, ladies and gents
These young niggas come fresh out the 'jects
Where your worst enemy's wearing a vest and
Claiming they're there to serve and protect
And your best friend is your connect
You never depend on anything else
At least til it's time to
Go stare at the judge
And he got a sentence too long for a text
Heck, Darn please
Leave that bullshit you speak
At the barn cause I ain't buying
I'm only 5'8, that's fine nigga, I can
Give a heart transplant to a giant
I ain't lying gODSPEED!