Late
Yung Kidd C
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[Intro] Ah, what the boy, whew Ooh, what the boy say? Uh, What the boy say? [Verse #1] I’m just tryna figure out, what the boy say Hussle get this cash, I’ma hustle everyday I was always taught, I ain’t gon’ never get my way We gon’ put a nine, uh, r-i-p to K I had a album that was made, and two people born in May You can’t shortcut this shit, boy you always gotta pay You can’t shortcut this shit, boy you always gotta pray Up to North in this shit, want the sun, not the rain I could still make the cash, without a gun or the fame Faced my fears up front, I ain’t run from the pain All the tears and the trauma, but I still stayed the same Always told my homie and my Grandma, I’ma be great [Hook] I’m race to the bag, bet I won’t be late I’m at Da Vinci so I got my own picture, gotta paint At the school, being cool, them the ones really fake Everything they say bull, but I don’t wanna hate If I mess up shit, I’ma take you on a date I be making all this music, for the love and the pape’ I want 6’5 cash, got it looking like Jayce Yea they never gon’ support, yea my name they gon’ taint [Verse #2] These niggas tryna read my book, I’m on a diffrent page I got niggas honking at me, we in different lanes I got niggas barking at me, I’m a Great Dane I could tell by how she looking at me, she got great brain She like “why you smoking Mary Jane?” cause I hate pain Call me “Jay the Ninetales,” how I face pain Nigga playing wit’ the gang, hit his face bang 762’s hit his brain, and leave a great stain I got niggas mad at me, cause I make plays I got bitches mad at me, cause Ion’ play games At Da Vinci, they ain’t even f*ck wit’ me Till I dropped Johnny Cage Tell them f*ck niggas, they can’t f*ck wit’ me I’m dropping all the fakes [Hook] I’m race to the bag, bet I won’t be late I’m at Da Vinci so I got my own picture, gotta paint At the school, being cool, them the ones really fake Everything they say bull, but I don’t wanna hate If I mess up shit, I’ma take you on a date I be making all this music, for the love and the pape’ I want 6’5 cash, got it looking like Jayce Yea they never gon’ support, yea my name they gon’ taint [Verse #3] The music that I make, yea it’s bigger than me Ain’t no one to stop me now, yea come kick it wit’ me Gave it one last time, one last chance She call me Jordan wit’ the ball, gave her one last dance Call me Luka wit’ the ball, gave a one leg stance Yo’ new dude, he can’t fight, got them dead ass hands Gotta think twice about, gimme’ one last chance I’ma still want you then, Ion’ care about a mans On a real note that I leave, I’m the greatest I don’t wanna be selfish, but I’m asking for some patience If it’s money on the road, in my vision, I’ma chase it If I’m ready, before you are, then I’m waiting [Hook] I’m race to the bag, bet I won’t be late I’m at Da Vinci so I got my own picture, gotta paint At the school, being cool, them the ones really fake Everything they say bull, but I don’t wanna hate If I mess up shit, I’ma take you on a date I be making all this music, for the love and the pape’ I want 6’5 cash, got it looking like Jayce Yea they never gon’ support, yea my name they gon’ taint
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