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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung LP
Yung LP
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asher Moore
Asher Moore
Composer
Carson Payne
Carson Payne
Songwriter

Lyrics

I let the truth be told,
Im worth more than,
They say i am,
(They say I am)
I send my mom cash,
One reason im a business man,
(Im a business man)
I turned my focus to music,
had to forget the lamb,
I cut most my friends off,
They aint ready for what i got planned,
(They aint ready for what i got planned)
How you gon’ get rich with me,
But you aint even post my shit,
(You aint post my shit)
Love from strangers,
Feel realer than from the guys im with,
(Than the guys im with yea)
I dreamt of night like this,
But with the ones i started with,
I guess we grow up,
Send congratulations when you got a kid,
(Yea)
Life to fast,
Thinkin bout the past,
Remember talking about our future,
Im still focused on that path,
Getting cash,
Spend a bag,
On some shit we never had,
(Never had)
I ain’t flexing for the gram,
I do that when i get my plaque,
Yea,
(When i get my plaque)
How they gon judge,
They ain’t got dreams?
This rap keep comin back to me,
How you gon’ fold,
On the team,
You changing casually,
I left that street shit behind,
He still commiting felonies,
They said this rap thing ain’t gon’ work,
Fuck what they tellin me,
(Fuck what they telling me)
I remember nights,
When my guys left,
Yea bae would call my phone,
(Call my phone)
I swear our love different,
I put you in my family home,
(Family home)
Mom blessed us,
That’s were we shared a room,
(That’s where we shared a room)
Now we plus one,
I cant lie,
Its cuz that pussy good,
(Yea, Yea, Yea)
How you gon tell on the guys?
Like you aint one of us?
(One of us)
I seen my dawg,
Quit the rap,
Now he singin,
He been blowing up,
(Blowing up)
Remember bookin our first show,
Yea it was lit as fuck,
We brought the city out,
(Yea, Yea)
And then we did another one,
(Another one)
When I came home from new york,
They really showed me love,
(They really showed me love)
I put the city on,
But it feel like we losing touch,
(Losing touch)
This what they want?
Feel like russ,
Independent we still movin up,
On my own,
But it still feel like i cant do enough,
ive been doin this alone,
I aint ever really ask for much,
I seen my dawg throw up money,
(yea)
Next day ask for some,
They be doing all types of shit,
(Yea)
When they aint got none,
I put in work,
I pray to god that my time come,
Go easy on me,
(Easy on me)
Im tryna fight my problems,
Hate when i turn to that bottle,
(Bottle)
I do most shit with caution,
Dreamt of porches,
Riding Rari’s,
(Riding Rari’s)
If i ever fail to please you,
Girl Im sorry,
(Im sorry)
Yea go easy on me,
I watch my homies switch,
(Yea)
I put it in full throttle,
I aint ever lookin back,
Live by today,
Hope for tomorrow,
They see me winnin,
Now they wanna follow,
(Yea)
I let the truth be told,
Im worth more than,
They say i am,
I send my mama cash,
One reason im a business man,
Turn my focus to music,
had to forget the lamb,
I cut most my friends off,
Cuz they aint ready for what i got planned,
How u gon get rich wit me,
But you aint even post my shit,
(You ain’t post my shit)
Love from strangers,
Feel realer than from the guys im wit,
(Than the guys im with yea)
I dreamt of night like this,
But with the ones i started with,
I guess we grow up,
Send congratulations when u got a kid,
(Yea)
When you got a kid yea,
Aye man they done switched on me,
Aye man the ones that with me right now the ones thats gon’ be shining with me,
Written by: Asher Moore, Carson Payne
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