Lyrics:
me to be prepared
Cemetery full of homies no longer here
But what about the babies
Lost in watchin' burglars
Too dumb to be a dealer
Too young to be
before that
You know we was both love
was it early to call it love
we were both so young
Sometimes I feel like
I feel like I shoulda chased you
Won’t lie I
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
too
'Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin' bailed by Clue
Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo)
Holla back (wooo-wooo)
Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo)
outsiders acting like they know us
They don't know a damn thing
Ain't trying to die young
Too many leaving one by one
Just lost my nigga the other day
Fuck
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
a young slim boy but am a big boy (Aye)
Am a young slim boy but am a big boy (Aye)
Say you be big boy
Yeah am a big boy (Aye)
You say you cool yeah me too
That's why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I break
Play this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
I was just a young boy tryna make the NBA
A savage by twenty-one, it's a knife if you in the way
Cuttin ya off, Cuttin ya off, feeling like a young
the messenger
I'm just too young, don't know what to believe in
But too young, you know, not to be living
I will stay, I will wait and I'll fall like a king
by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean
I'm too young to remember when the towers fell down
But I'm too old to not know about it now
I'm too young to remember when the station burned down
two & i don’t know the ending
i’ve got time keep forgetting that
i’m alright taking it day by night
cause i’m too young to feel like i’m getting
too
you know I'm a star
When I rap too good I might take it too far
Had the whole damn crowd going wild
Cause I don't stop rapping, that's my style
Too
southwest Atlana everybody know me.
Big Duke, (Big Duke) Old Gee,
(Old Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me,
Young gutta, (young gutta),
Jody Breeze,
if he can even take a life
But for Kyla and his mum you better know he's gonna try
Kyle's fully on it, Young T been crazy but there's something
night that plug, for the trillest
See my momma cry too many tears
And we been broke like too many years
It ain't too many kids, a couple homies,
They all know
They all know
Sorry did I wake your dreams?
Some questions run too deep
We only only wake up when we sleep
Left by the lunar
Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck
As easily
I'm a big kid
In a brutal world
When saying i dont know
You´re now unreliable
Dat dat dat dada
DDdadataadaa
Now you´re too young
No you´re too
young
The night is young
Yea
The night is young
I see u checking VIP
I know u looking for me
I’m just tryna have a party
Tryna sip on this barcardi
I’m
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
you be playing, too fly for this shit
I die for this shit
And you don't really know what you got, do you?
And you don't really see (?) you got, do
we be jammin' like Marty
If I'm technical with my rhymes, let me know now
I shake it all around, niggas know how we be throwin' down
Too much looky,
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