St. Wallace - 21 Lyrics

I'm in a new league
Quarterback saint I'm feelin like I'm drew brees
I done cut out all the ones who wanna use me
It put a chip on my shoulder can't show the true me
I been watching what I spend
I been praying for some M's
They had clowned me as a kid
I gotta show em what they missed
Last year I struggled paying rent
I'm back up in my parents crib
I take the losses with the wins
I'll lose a hundred times I only need to win once
Hands and feet you gon fall when you hit once
I tipped the scales I ain't even touch a brick once
She said I'm the father but I ain't even hit once
Rappin' got me celibate
Actin' made you irrelevant
they questioned my intelligence
They never thought the things I did
They never visit where I lived
Up in the burbs I was a jit
I ain't know what my purpose is
Was insecure about my skin
The moment I picked up a pen
I knew I had a certain gift
For greatness I knew I was meant
At that funeral I spit for my friend
It was the only gift
I had at the time
I realizeed my time isn't promised but it's mine
I realize my grind isn't matched so imma shine
I'm a man of my word my dreams will come in due Time
When you hear this I'll be 21
There's been plenty pain and there's plenty fun
Me and my brothers on a mission for sum honey Buns
Gimme sum
I want peace
I want all my checks to hit in my sleep
I want to give back to them young kids like me
From the burbs to streets
The way out is belief
I done put beats on Tee
I don't fear men cause they bleed
What you get been what you see
Momma rest Father breath
I got the rest I got me
I'm up next wait and see Yeah

I'm in a new league
Quarterback saint I'm feelin like I'm drew brees
I done cut out all the ones who wanna use me
It put a chip on my shoulder can't show the true me
I been watching what I spend
I been praying for some M's
They had clowned me as a kid
I gotta show em what they missed
Last year I struggled paying rent
I'm back up in my parents crib
I take the losses with the wins
I'll lose a hundred times I only need to win once
Hands and feet you gon fall when you hit once
I tipped the scales I ain't even touch a brick once
She said I'm the father but I ain't even hit once
Rappin' got me celibate
Actin' made you irrelevant
they questioned my intelligence
They never thought the things I did
They never visit where I lived
Up in the burbs I was a jit
I ain't know what my purpose is
Was insecure about my skin
The moment I picked up a pen
I knew I had a certain gift
For greatness I knew I was meant
At that funeral I spit for my friend
It was the only gift
I had at the time
I realizeed my time isn't promised but it's mine
I realize my grind isn't matched so imma shine
I'm a man of my word my dreams will come in due Time
When you hear this I'll be 21
There's been plenty pain and there's plenty fun
Me and my brothers on a mission for sum honey Buns
Gimme sum
I want peace
I want all my checks to hit in my sleep
I want to give back to them young kids like me
From the burbs to streets
The way out is belief
I done put beats on Tee
I don't fear men cause they bleed
What you get been what you see
Momma rest Father breath
I got the rest I got me
I'm up next wait and see Yeah