Lyrics:
wanna run the town with young nigga
Said as long as you hold it down for a young nigga
And she love to make it bounce for a young young nigga
Keep
Ay, ay
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
my life, Not Once
Feeling unstoppable
It's that Young God, he's a prodigal
Been living life flexing my abdominals, cause I got the six pack
I got
of hating each other
How could I be hated by my brother my own kind
Plus I'm getting hated by the others I don't know why
Maybe it's the skin that I wear
Thoughts on robbin' unc' and cuz, but he had love for both of 'em
So that's all
Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga
Load up, young nigga, load
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
on with his mental
Not knowing that he hated his life
And he just wanted to die
Thought he could get by
All by faking a smile
But it would only last for
This that all the shit I wanted when i was little
This that young nigga shit
Hustle since a jit
I'm Sliding with the stick
I'm To legit to quit
No toilet
Bunch of young kids, lost looking for hope
Bunch of young kids, always getting told no
Bunch of young kids, in the dumps and on they own
To all my
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
I was nigga
You lucky on that day I was acting cool cuz
I told you I ain't got time for that but nigga, today I got time cuz
Ay young world,
tell us
That's what jail for
Adolescence young teens turned violent
It's floating, in a world turned silent
'Cause you could be touched
Young
tell us
That's what jail for
Adolescence young teens turned violent
It's floating, in a world turned silent
'Cause you could be touched
Young
then I noticed
That people were my color were
Comin’ up the shortest
Life ain’t cool for a young
Soldier stuck on the streets
He got mail on his mind
that's saucy (Saucy)
Now you with a boss (Boss), come live in the moment (Moment)
Ain't no need to cuss, by all means just touch, hush
Can a young nigga
never had nothing
Born in the gutter life
Never really knew my pops
Shit never felt ‘ight for a young Nigga who was in school
Seeing other kids had dads,
Still holdin on to everything that made me
Nigga I drip on the daily
Maybe that's the kinda shit that make em hate me
Young nigga ways
I got young nigga
real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there,
for
Since a young boy this is all i prayed for
Since a young boy this is all i prayed for
Flipped the script different page mom I promise shit'll never
that stormy Cape will be his living tomb,
He's doomed to ride the ocean for ever and a day,
And he tries in vain his oath to keep by entering Table Bay.
Naw I ain’t a saint
Not gonna play by your rules ain’t the saint
Outta my mind
You could call that insane
Suicide doors stunted on the fifth plane
LSD
Pac-Man
And for that paper we be grindin' like a lapdance
Get the money young nigga
Get the money, never fold, cause they comin' young nigga
When
left
Gettin' money by the truck loads
Rollin' up Big Fat El Productos
Before I drank V.S.O.P. Remy
I used to drink that MD 22
Woodgrain and reverse 8's
Don't follow the rules you live by
I'm on different route bitch bye
I'ma young dream chaser shout to my haters
Because they still love us keeping it 100
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