Young N****s

We from the trench, my **** you know that we sat at the bench, my ****

We came in from rags to riches, from ducking bullets out the tents, my ****, uh

I know we never came in here with nothing, it turned into something, my ****

With all my **** on the field now, I'm facing court cases, they got real time

I'll be damned, man, I'll spend all my money before I see one of my **** be broke

Now we getting all type of dollars, you ain't with us if you wasn't with us before

I was all at the bottom, was down on my dick, dawd, **** left me right there on the floor

Now that I got it, I'm finally poppin', they gotta let a young **** just get it and go

This for the ones that abandoned me

My heart is still filled with some anger

I watched you pussy ****, made me a strategy

I seen you **** get back at me so many times

It done only made my heart the coldest

They tried to cancel me, send me right back to the trap

With the shooters, killers, and the junkies

I give a fuck if they hatin', they been hatin'

All the drama come from bitches I been dated

Diamonds on me, yeah, they lookin' refrigerated

Like karate, got them bitches in sensei

The mighty revenge on them **** that been played me

I dropped a Benz on them ****, I been hated

I'm the hood **** that poppin' and demonstratin'

Drop the top and bitches hyperventilatin'

And it's still for ones who abandoned me

You got to see me after all the tragedy

You got to see me after all the baggage

And you got to see me after all the bashin' me

I got these lil' hood **** on go in my city

They goey, the diamonds are glowy

We heating shit up for the time it was snowy

They tried it on Tory, but they couldn't fold me

These **** they crazy, they wanna come get me

They pointed their finger, held it up against me

The D.A. wan' stop me, the judge and the jury

I'm stepping in them all to hell in Givenchy

I jump out the jet and I don't do no regular foreign

We flying that bitch to the moon

They see the penny and pull off the panties

Young **** get money, you could do it too

If you run it up, young ****, run it up, young ****

Run it up, young ****, run it up, young ****

I gotta win, God gotta help me 'cause I'm from the slums, young ****

Run it up, young ****, run it up, young ****

Ayy, this for you hoes that done dated me

I would hope you bitches keep that energy

I got the blow on you bitches, respectively

I got to go on you **** eventually

I got the .40, I pass to lil' brodie

Lil' shorty, he know that you **** is dead to me

I put the battery all in his back

When I'm mixing the Hennessy up with his enemies

I tell him go and we goin', my young **** blowin'

He throwin', we got it, we steppin', we gang and we going

I got a new Cullinan flowing all through the traffic

Through a ratchet bitch neighborhood just so she know it

I pull up and skrrt, skrrt, hit the poppers, the shottas go brrt, brrt

'Bout to send my young **** to work, work

Pool table, bitches 'bout to twerk

They crazy, they wanna come get me

They pointed their finger, held it up against me

The D.A. wan' stop me, the judge and the jury

I'm stepping in them all to hell in Givenchy

I jump out the jet and I don't do no regular foreign

We flying that bitch to the moon

They see the penny and pull off the panties

Young **** get money, you could do it too

If you run it up, young ****, run it up, young ****

Run it up, young ****, run it up, young ****

I gotta win, God gotta help me 'cause I'm from the slums, young ****

Run it up, young ****, run it up, young ****

I gotta win, God gotta help me 'cause I'm from the slums, young ****

(This One Umbrella mob)