Song: 20WHATEVA
Artist:  Alex Bond
Year: 2021
Viewed: 52 - Published at: 8 years ago

(Break)
You ain't no friend to me
Negative energy
Really looking like a enemy (yeah)
Want to see end of me
You won’t get anything
Future unlimited, Get at me (yeah)
How can I miss
I been a king
Set backs, they don't mean shit to me, nah
Necks breaking
Women scream when I hit the scene
Buzzing up the industry (yeah)
1 time for the real homies
Deuce thrown to the fake ones
On my day ones
I can say something
Have the place go dumb
Make your face go numb
All I see is um
RIP to N-I-P
I hope I'm not the next to leave before my T
I-M-E, I’ll try to be the light, the beacon
For my people
Never had a equal
Oh my
Oh my
Where am I?
Lost mind
East side east side
One time, one time

20whatever my year
I'm living a better life here
I winning, ahead, I'm light-years
Being good guy ain't easy
But I do overcome please believe me
I got fam trying to wait for us to make it
But it really take more than custom bracelets
Paintings, mixtapes
Anything to entertain
Future been arranged for more money to generate
Dinner at 8
Competition the main dish
Gotta empty the plate
Gotta finish your favorite
Meant to be great
Whole family prayed it
I'm releasing a tape that's one for the ages
Shush
Quiet, move in silence
Low low-key, defining
I'm own beeswax minding
Defying gravity, he getting higher, he flying
Actually I'm getting lighter
I’m moon walking over who’s talking, who be lying
A king writing in the times of despair
A fairy when it come to magical rhyming
Back in lead ain't no more following
I don’t need no follower telling me that I got it
I been had it
Like a young Serena with tennis racket
Been a master
Now look at the quality
I done been to Paris, London, Germany
In search of me
But it recently occurred to me
That I'm probably not an earthling
Emergency
The alien's here and he murdering
All black fit like he batman
It's too lit to be a BLACKMAN
Dangerous, it’s dangerous
I see the world we in, it ain't for us
Girl ready
Came to fuck, I ain't in the mood
Fame ain't changing us
I came for music
Angels must have an eye on me
Ain't a fuck nigga that I don't peep
You want a fact real fast
Raps a habit
Bad to have it in school if you had to ask me
Cause I know your ass curious
Like you sitting on a question mark
Respect the artist, cause he's furious
Yes the Bond's are sick and ain't no curing us
Every year we up
Hear me out
The lyrical child has risen
These writtens shall put me in the clouds
Oh my, oh my
Where am I?
Lost mind
East side east side
One time, one time
Oh my, oh, oh
East side
1time

( Alex Bond )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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