Oh, man.

That struggle rations.

One, two.

Yeah!

BANGA!

Say y'all niggas' names!

Yeah!

It's a young nigga's nation.

Yeah.

It's the dropout.

I'm in the class on my own.

Figured I'd do better alone.

They say the house, not a home.

But where your heart is, nigga, figured I'd do better in Rome.

Till I got my niggas in purse, let me get in my zone I can take it as far as it goes, I'll be drunk all week

I done mixed in him with Patron, a little interracial, no discrimination, see nothing wrong with her little Xenia shrooms.

She gone off the ass of the ass, it's the baddest, she drag it and pass it.

Stuff like traffic, passion of a pastor.

The future got me past since I fucked up.

But my attitude adjusted, it's tough love.

I can give a damn, but your laughter's plastic.

I see straight through it, it's lingerie But tell my niggas fallin' like hideaway I said, sorry mama, I took it the hard way But fuck it, I'm never givin' my heart away Dance the year, the youth, yeah, the truth You win and you lose, they let us loose I'm on my P's and Q's, I got the juice So it's just weed and bruise from my masseuse I'm stress-free, reflectin' on life and what it could be But what's a good when you should be a shoulda been?

It makes sense, it was heaven sent

Mama preach, daddy hustle, so believe I make profit.

You can never do a young brother no harm, it's that deep.

Try standing at feet I've been there, swimwear Straight up out the belly of the beast I done had a feast with the kings Now it's time to exceed all your dreams Soon you will see you can replace them with teeth Limitations like y'all is a nation

Young niggas nice.

Young niggas nice.

Yeah.

Young niggas want everything, bro.

Young niggas run everything around here.

Around here.

Baby, turn the lights off, everything lit.

Slip.

Yeah.

Young niggas want everything In the back of my mind, it's a matter of time I know I ain't shit right now

All a nigga do is drink liquor, yeah.

I'm drunk right now, gotta get a high liver, so I'm gonna make a killer.

It's high for a nigga to the point mama left it up to God on a nigga.

Not proud of a nigga, all this liquor in my liver, I'm a nigga.

To the fill of the sip and now I'm worried about a motherfuckin' thing Till I black out, lash out Last night, baby, mama said I spazzed out

Cause I'm worried about my daughter.

Now I'm going to feed her.

I can barely support her.

I rarely even see her.

Darling, the dream is a lot that I can teach her.

My man's a preacher, so I leave it up to Jesus.

Holding a little grudge right now, so we ain't speaking.

It's my soul I'm seeking.

I know that a nigga need her.

I'ma grind for my motherfucking niggas Most likely I'ma die with the bitches in the liquor Don't worry about my money, call the palm center Niggas get left behind, worry about another nigga

So fuck it, I'ma cry for my niggas and the sister Fuck a nine to five, cause honestly I'm too gifted I know a lot of motherfuckers that say this shit ain't them But they spend they whole life wishing that they could've done different Nigga, don't be complacent

Bitch, pussy, ass, nigga, turn the lights off

Yeah, see the baby turnin' like soft bread, see the dick, dick, dick Ah, baby turnin' like soft bread, see the dick

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I mean, I just want to talk.

You know you just want everything to work.

It's only a natural.

You'll make us whenever you want.

Thank you.

Young niggas run everything around

It's a young man's night.