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Will I make it to see 21 If I rap about the sex and the drugs. alcohol, poppin slugs Will I make it to see 21 Cuban link around my neck Up in the club, throwing up my set Will I make it to see 21 If I dress to impress, with a pocket full of money, what's next Will I make it to see 21 It's a shame that they die so young Crucified in the slums This rap game is a whole bunch of hype Anything for some IG followers or likes So much sin in this world, they think they living right No guidance in they life, training wheels on their bike If you live by the sword, you gone die by it They wanna sensor me, I can't be quiet You gotta sacrifice, Abraham to Isaac That's a ram in the bush just pray to God in private It's a shame that they die so young No mentors, no one on one All they know is the streets, fast money and guns RIP every week, mothers loosing their sons Because somebody comment on they time Putting on for Gram, for some little shine Tik-tok got you scrolling down yo time line Tik-tok time is up, that's a flat time Everyday it's the same story No coincidence same category Kill a man 25 years mandatory If you still alive, gotta give God the glory Black on black crime, nobody wanna speak on it This world needs to wake up, don't sleep on it You have a soul when it's all said and done So tell me will you make it to see 21 Will I make it to see 21 If I rap about the sex and the drugs. alcohol, poppin slugs Will I make it to see 21 Cuban link around my neck Up in the club, throwing up my set Will I make it to see 21 If I dress to impress, with a pocket full of money, what's next Will I make it to see 21 It's a shame that they die so young Crucified in the slums I met a kid the other day He was only 19, with a baby on the way Out on bond but he had a pending case Retaliation, he never saw his daughter face He said he had dreams to live like a King Him and his Queen travel places they ain't never seen Another child without a father cause he long gone Mother tryna make ends meet so she never home Daughter all alone, getting raised by the TV On the telephone, sent a text, come and see me She got away with it, she think its so easy 15 and pregnant, momma like how could it be Now she all in Church cause her feelings hurt, crying out to the Pastor She only shows up for Easter and disaster The bible says, you can't serve two-master Will I make it to see 21 If I rap about the sex and the drugs. alcohol, poppin slugs Will I make it to see 21 Cuban links around my neck Up in the club, throwing up my set Will I make it to see 21 If I dress to impress, with a pocket full of money, what's next Will I make it to see 21 It's a shame that they die so young. Crucified in the slums.