Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Masio Gunz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyreke Pearson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Masio Gunz
Mixing Engineer
Ryze Beats
Producer
Big Len
Mixing Engineer
Kaleb Rollins
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Masio Gunz - Young Vet Lyrics
Million dollar **** in the trenches,
they don't see it yet
Probably thought about a thousand ways,
that I can get a check,
know some **** trappin,
just put it on the internet,
Drippin in amiri,
but that baby got no similac
Bitches out here fuckin for a glow up,
When you need em guarantee they never show up
For the streets,
your best bet is fuck the road up
Bet you when that money come,
watch they blow your phone up
I ain't goin' lie, in my twenties,
but I swear I seen this shit so many times
Comin' from the mud,
I wonder when we gon shine
In the studio,
I'm tryna make a milli' off a rhyme
I seen mama always struggling,
ain't want no 9 to 5
Hit the block with my ****
Rushing tryna make it to this drop for this chicken
This shit bigger than me,
ain't no stopping this mission
Shit get wicked in the streets,
they'll off your top for them digits
Watching out for five-O,
system never cared about us
Wanna see us die slow,
breaking news you hear about it
Once they close that door up on them cells,
aint no way out
Brody on the count,
he raising hell on the way out
Loyalty and Money,
thats's two things that I can't play about
Let a **** cross you once,
I bet he go the same route
in the hood we did the henny,
now its fuck it bring the Ace out
Already did the Carti ,
now I'm tryna flood the face out
I ain't settling,
shoulda finished school,
I'm always thinkin' bout them presidents
Most likely to lose where I come from,
I'm a resident
When you get them blues,
shit be feelin' like a settlement,
Granny said I'm heaven sent
Lost so many **** in the streets,
it's hard to reminisce
Paying close attention to this life,
and all it's messages
Thought I was gon' be that ****,
when that Chevy hit
Couldn't think positive,
I knew my shit went negative
Brody got the blocky,
other brody got the gumbo
Other brody tweaking,
he be toting on a snub nose
You ain't tryna shoot it,
what the fuck you got a gun for?
Perky's with the wocky,
got a **** movin' dumb slow
Quick to block a thotty,
got no time for all the stress
Better save it for a ****
with a S up on his chest
You ain't gotta like me,
only thing I need is my respect
Young ****, but they say that I be movin' like a vet
Young ****, but they say that I be movin' like a vet (yeah,yeah)
Young ****, but they say that I be movin' like a vet (yeah,yeah)
yeah yeah yeah,
yeah yeah yeah,
yeah , yeah
Written by: Tyreke Pearson