Catchy Lyrics in 21

You say, you say
Huh

You say
You say I'm too young, too foolish
Well, I became myself 'spite what you said
Still tryna find a way that I can stay the same
Maybe that's my naïveté

Fuck that shit, I'ma run it how I want, that's it
Money singing off the phone, that shit works for me
It's a purse on me (that's a bag)
No dey put a curse on me (I reflect)
Letting God work on me (I repent)