Lyrics 24 - KnuckS

24

Ay yo
Ain’t this shit strange, changes and that
Used to run game now we’re strangers and that
Every time I win I see the snakes in the batch
Gotta pree up the expressions on they face when they clap
Said I need space, I’m way too attached
Steak on the plate, dates in the West End
Even though I went and said we better as friends
Still write you sometimes but I never press send
Smooth yet subtle, Brother Knuckles set trends
When my set ends getting naughty at her yard
Shorty at it hard, slow down I’m tryna last
Now she outta there, she said how you coming fast?
I’ve been running it for time, what you fucking blind?
I did shows on shows way before donny signed
If not for my brand, would have patterned plenty more
Let that Henny pour G, I’m turning 24
Ay yo
Ain’t this shit strange, why you say that?
Cause I shut my eyes, and can only take naps
When they told me M died, I couldn’t face facts
He went out for a drive and just never came back
Graduated this year, barely made it out
Bro was on my case when he hear I was having doubts
Now I crack a smile cause I made the mandem proud
I just wish you hung around to see me wear the cap and gown
Now bro they say down, came with the waps
Take a look at that, man forget I’m from the flats
Any situation, man’ll take it and adapt
Man’ll really think I’m Jason when I chase them with my axe
Jason with the braps, fright night, thriller
They don’t wanna call me three times in the mirror
Running out of hours, they need weeks for their sauce
But don’t worry about me all I need is 24
Yo
Brown skin, fitted jeans, loud trim
Catch me when you hit me up I doubt it
I ain’t tryna bring you back, I’m browsing
Don’t you worry about me baby, I’m just browsing
Said the way I did it was arousing
Said she wanna see whats in my trousers
I ain’t tryna bring you back, I’m browsing
Don’t you worry about me baby, I’m just browsing
Lately I’m about
When they tryna get me I’m already in and out
I can’t bring a jezzy to the house
Never come and check me unannounced
Shorty really thought we going Gaucho’s
I ain’t really down and the G’s can tell
Still a couple weeks till I meet Chantelle
Sweet and she shaku on the beat as well
She got brown skin, fitted jeans, loud trim
Catch me when you hit me up I doubt it
I ain’t tryna bring you back, I’m browsing
Don’t you worry about me baby, I’m just browsing
Said the way I did it was arousing
Said she wanna see whats in my trousers
I ain’t tryna bring you back, I’m browsing
Don’t you worry about me baby, I’m just browsing