Lyrics:
promise, you stayed by your mom when I'm gone
I'll be back in a couple of months, give me kisses I'll be missing you a ton
Homesick every time I'm
Hardy bop
I got so much Ed Hardy clothes
I could open my own Ed Hardy shop
But, you man are dry like
You ain't creamed before
I shop in a place you ain't
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
of words that I can rhyme
Hoping the bars will set me free
Now that's ironic, ain't it
And I'm surprised they let Obama make it
That should suffice for all
Even if I don't stay
Everything will be okay
Everything will be okay
Everything will be okay
(Okay, okay)
Contemplating just who I could've
on poor natives
I've come to believe with some degree of certainty
This place locks hearts away as well as the chains you see
But I am stilled by scripture
I said yo
I can't masturbate to bitches no more
I get more excited with the thought of home
Imagine a place where you can be
All of you without
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
they be giving up
They ain't built like us
We been rejected by to many
I don't give a fuck
I did it with out having it
(Huh)
They can't even manage it
Born 2 B.R.E.E.D.
Young mother be thankful, be strong
The fact that you're young, it ain't wrong
A mother I will try to be
Tha fact is, I was born 2
One Umbrella millionaire
Seen money, such a young nigga
Don, Fargo
We was just some little niggas
On and off the corner
Just wanna be a baller
I was
supposed to be
Can you let go, my bad and the wrong that I did?
I was mellow them night we had no place to sleep
Young nigga rolling on the street
Sleeping
under me, rumors
Will begin about you from hung-r-y pumas!
Hoping, wishing, prayin' when you're gonna be sooner
When I'm dead I'mma get up in the head
with me, my young niggas will do ya (yeah they gon' do ya)
My young niggas will do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My young niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do
bad energy far
Tryna keep bad energy far
All-day aw be on my grind
Young nigga don't sleep on that legal tender
In time aw be vip in the places I been
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
BC park used to be link up, now when we link up we both gotta let bang go
Tj summers ain't lie tho'
I used to ram on the hood it was cool and fine
And even if I could it will all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
Not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called
with you when you go
Oh no, you can't take it with you when you go
Ain't no point in trying to hold on
Just 'cause you can't take it
No, you can't take
Like such, turn up cuz the nights young
Free at last free at last I'm carlito fly
Leave the past in the past sippin pinot wine
We getting older now I'm
on a young pancake
We know how to make that money
Jewels n' drugs, play that hustle
Smother 'em, if you wanna be bad
Ain't nothin' if it ain't family
We
whats next, I’m always always on flex, So don’t you ever contest.
Young niggas born to be blessed, and in life there will be upsets, confidence, I don’t
been gettin it been gettin it that bad man that bad man
The hoes be on me like tube socks, Range Rover no roof top
Took two shots of that brown brown we
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
Discuss these aint such a bad place to be dvd by will young Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In