Lyrics:
gon' be you in it
As a juvenile caught cases so fluently
Look at my life and learn from it, don't do it
If I only knew back then what I know now,
How well I remember my very first love affair
Those juvenile fantasies and innocent dreams we shared
But we're too blind to realize that we are
Gun deh deh and di youth dem a buss shot
Dem mek sure drugs deh deh and wi baby a bunn crack
Surely the old time living a come back
Two wild juvenile mi
band
I wanted to sing
And tell that I love you
With each passing time
I know it's true
You make my soul so young
It's juvenile
You're the one I desire
to take a loss (she went bad on me, y'all)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
Time passes by, I'm asking, "Why?"
You match my fly, no cap, no lie
Trophy,
Bitch I know you wanna tell ya girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get
ready to make him mad.
I'm glad I had to wait awhile,
A little bit too juvenile.
I needed to refine my style, a silk suit
And a crocodile smile.
Juvenile said, I need some mouth lip service - heyy
Baby said she smokin, started lightin up the purple
I ain't lyin, she a dime, from a hood where they merk
and the H-Beezey
I can't be late
I'm gone see ya when I could
Here's Juve on the hip
Let 'em know it was all good
[Juvenile]
Oh oh there she go
On the way
"Juvenile, stay off them streets."
I can't help, I draw attention, they be fuckin' with me
I'm hot in the ass and can't get enough of these streets
just a juvenile delinquent.
So I was gone, and I'm on my way home,
my momma's going to get me, and I flee with (???).
She puts a jacket on my
the rest is history
You're all alone in the freezing cold
By the underground
Your hands are numb and you're feeling dumb
Cos you been let down
You thought
close up with the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you
I'm tryin' to do right
But I'm surrounded by wrong
Avoid the all night flight
And still make it on my own
I'm tryin' be cool do what I gotta do
But
you don't know none of them people.
Man 1: Man, I know Juvenile, I know his brother, I know lil... I-I-- (gets cut off by man 2)
Man 2: what's his
walk while Don shot speak
Di life of a gangsta is bitter and sweet
Surrounded by snitches and low life creep
Dirty cop who stick on like leech
We the in-timidators, why'all in-timidated
By our bling bling ring ring, and I can't debate it
LOWRIDERS (bzz bzzt) hittin on switches
As we PASS
I used to roll with high frequency
Had a habit of juvenile delinquency
If y'all could see all the things I did
When I was a kid
Ya might flip ya
call Earl, 10 months in this gut, what the fuck,
I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild,
Juvenile with the mics 'n' shit, New York, New
(biatch)
Bustin' on paper thin motherfuckers
Drinkin gin 'fore you get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me
rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen
rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen
was so enticed
By niggas like slick money and ice
We figure prison it should come with the light
Along with losin' your life
And there were no way
and drama
I recollect walking and stoppin'
Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent
And baby y'all be respecting me
The B.O. it taking me in
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