Lyrics:
Elected by my people, the only one on the ballot
Born and bred to consult with feds, I laugh at fate
And assassinate my predecessor to have his place
In
into a royal suite
Drinking Suntory whiskey by Alona Beach
I'm just a young nigga chasing all my wildest dreams
Coming from nothing until I crash this
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Metro
I count the cash through the week
On a Tesla, I can't go to sleep
I covered her body
haven't even been started
With a raw tip, man, I'm tired too
But I don't lose, I refuse
Take a walk in my shoes
Or any other young black person in this
Made me a Lion
Why do the young people die
Since the day that we born
Like we race against time
Stack up the cash
For the day from the flips
And the rest
we do
We ain't got too much to lose
'Cause we still young
But that's just how we do
That's just how we do
And that's just how you move
When you got
one will ever 'cause baby I was born to love you forever
I feel it in my heart that its destiny
Can tell when we kiss, by the way we touch
I'm meant
to creep through these halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolve
With no warning signs, cause yo, my man took 5
Now I'm the young one with the 9 ready
on their feet
And I see them in our institutes their minds and bodies weak
And I wonder can anything be done by those of us, born the lucky ones
I have
Peace
Until then I'm packin' my Smith & Wesson
It's the young rebel
Born, raised to live in the ghetto
On some other shit aPG out on another level
shit
To show us how he lives
But we dont give a fuck about how you live nigga
Let me lose before I win the wrong way
Deflate Gate
The hate gets added
the
Same place your whole life
And that i can't do
This for all my young niggas tryna Make it out da
Gutta from a single Mother just keep on going nigga
on my sleeve, jeez
If I'm honest, we the hottest by the beach, see
Shit they don't believe so I had to let
Another young nigga gone in the sunset
We
hooked, yellin' Ruffio
First you lose your mind, then you lose your soul
So what you talkin' about? Thinkin' you're out of options
American born
life or feelings that I've felt
Times are getting more harder, I'm going through it by myself
Praying for better times for our lives and the earth
again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men
And from the ground
We build it to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon' survive now?
Yeah,
shawty
That's why tonight
You got me staying up for it
Looking in the mirror 'cus you're gorgeous
You like wine by the fire place
You know a young nigga
Just a touch of love, a little bit
Say hello to the Ingle-born spitter (spitter)
Sing along to the (ay) tunes out the womb, got my Pringle
whisper
I was born to be with you
Baby, stand by me
I will stand by you
I bet you don't care about the things I do
But then again you have always
on the dash
Multiplied that shit by 2
I ain’t gotta tell no lies
I was born to be the truth
With so many options you still the one I choose
Pretty pistol
But
never death, by another man
I don't wanna lose no more (I don't)
Life is, so short (So short, so short)
I don't know what to do anymore (I really
could barely even raise my eyes
Young nigga where I'm from gotta state your ties
I break the bank a renegade, shit I stay online
Win or lose
What you'd
Heard Cali got juice, treats I choose. I hope I feel shoes, lace tight, I can't lose
True East Coast brother, straight born to Mack. West Coast flavor
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin' to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they bust strong
Tried to call,
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