Chapter 21 Lyrics

(AntChamberlain, that's 100 points!)

Ha!

Yeah

It's Early Halloween, nigga

It's my 21st, bitch, I'm finna talk my shit

Ayy, before I even start though, I'm finna let y'all know

I'm finna cut the fuck up in this bitch, man

This ain't no diss, this straight facts, man

Niggas ain't gone like me after this shit, man

I don't give a fuck tho

Look, we fucking over everybody

Riding through the mother fucking city lights

Yessir, I'm feeling right

My left hand on the steering wheel, the right hand clutching on the glizzy tight

I'm finna do a show, that's how you know I'm getting lit tonight

I'm smoking on some gusher

Hit it twice, it got me feeling high

I'm way too fly like Superman

These niggas act like they kryptonite

How you posed to be the "rich nigga", I'm the only one that paid the price

For the song, for the video, for the hotel, and the mother fucking flight

Since yo ass went ghost, a nigga noticed you was moving shiesty

Bro got on yo ass, he made you mad

I knew you wouldn't like it

Watch what you say

You know my gang full of nothing but snipers

You turned to a lame and it's a shame

You done played with my dollars

Nigga look like he 10

And if I spin, Imma Percocet pop em'

Now I'm finna switch the topic

Early Halloween, I got the city wildin'

Got some nicks in the cannon with plenty choppas

They just waiting to see if he really bout it

I been thumbing through hunneds, I filled my pockets

Niggas hating, but that shit ain't never stop me

I'm the life of the party like la di da di

Let a nigga try me

They gone say that he caught a body

Play wit us and we taking it far

We even the odds

That draco be clapping, a round of applause

Ain't playing no games, this ain't a façade

I pray that I don't have to send him to God

I got me a list, I'm checking it twice

I'm rolling my opps like I'm rolling the dice

Tell a lil bitch bing bong

This blicky here gone fuck ya life

Tell the feds to free Kooley out that pin

Since I came up, niggas call me "cuzzo" when they not my kin

I can see clear through the bullshit

I can treat it as my lense

It ain't no way to make amends

He let the Jack-O-Lantern in

And a new chapter begins, yeah

Been 21 summers since a real nigga came in, yeah

Please don't call me bro if I don't know you

We not friends, no

I remember bitches used to put me in the friend zone

Now she want me to touch down up in her fucking end zone

I let em' know I'm in the lead

I make em' follow me

Up in the yo, I cook it up

Just like some collard greens

I went from Faded Glory to rocking designer Tee's

But fuck that shit, we turning up this Early Halloween

Yeah

Yeah, that nigga better hope the Jack O' Lantern don't come try to take his soul

Yeah, the choppa got the scope and he can't wait to let that motherfucker blow

He kept on trying so he had to let him know

Let him know and he say

Yeah, that nigga better hope the Jack O' Lantern don't come try to take his soul

Yeah, the choppa got the scope and he can't wait to let that motherfucker blow

He kept on trying so he had to let him know

Let him know and he say

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Yeah, ayy

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween