Lyrics:
I’m a young starving artist
I need all of the snacks
Hittin’ up the corner store
Gettin’ all of the bags
Triple bread sandwich
Lookin’ like a Big Mac
put forth so much foresight on this forthcoming, fifth album
Nigga this style is fantastic, that's why the young lasses ask for us with such passion
for my mistakes
They saw me in the hearse like I would die young
From rags to a Wraith, the stars in they face
If I go riches to rags, I'll put my
shoulders
Trying to keep my heart pure but this world is making it colder
Young black man dodge your bullets trying to get older
And you wonder why we turn
the young cadets get stripes from the vets
And comrades quest to be the next, to fitness
Collect debts and select bets with death threats
Object, chedder,
I'm up here to celebrate the
Life of a young man
Who's path I crossed I say about
A little over a year
Ago and the story Doc told
Was 999 percent
it
Been on my grind since I was young and now I'm stupid rich
You niggas stupid, I'm in the club and it's ruthless
My crew ain't part of that
wild trying to rearrange other artist's
Street dates in fear of a wipeout in retail enter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause
Yung Jeff back again like I never left
But everybody stay wondering, "Who's the best?"
NAMOS you know we putting these other artists to the test
five young dudes
From white families
I'm gonna mount 'em on a billboard
In the middle of the country
I'm gonna tell everybody
They sing like angels
This is how it started, once a charming young boy turned into a man that stinks of dreariness
He remembers the time, he had dreams of being
alright
'Cuz she got
Latino vibes
She playin' my feelings this doesn't feel right
Back home kickin' it
Five minutes in she be lickin' it
Face down
Ass up
andaba de turista
Que maravilla hacértelo con esta vista
Hacerlo con un latino, lo tachó de la lista
Y yo también taché una modelo de revista
YOUNG CACIKE
album, "credit where credit is due" why'knahmsayin?
We got the new young d album, new artist up out of memphis man it's goin down
Young d,
up of artists
Do it regardless
it's all about where your heart is
You can start this but Strange gonna finish it
Menice rhyme spoken
in every line it
Blacks and Whites, Latinos
and Asians
Pray together
Less fight
We better unite
As genocide and chemical war
And the rich and the poor
know that God
'81 was the year shit hit the fan in a major way
A sad day for aspiring artists
Almost 20 years after the fact I'm still on my hustle
Diggin'
this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition
when artists gotta deal with cheats
They got game, for every young rapper they see out on the streets
You sign your name, they get like Big Red
"Let’s have a toast to the jerk-offs
That’ll never take work off"
The young crowd went wild
With Oscar-winning film director and video
Artist Steve
til you part
Fall through the dark
Feelin' like a dead artist
I was too young to be feelin' like that
A life fast
A light drag
I was too young to be
stay down and we gone touch some billions
10kayyy 10kayyy yeah I'm in the building
Promise I'm just getting started
Not a rapper I'm a artist
Told
gone touch some billions
10kayyy 10kayyy yeah I'm in the building
Promise I'm just getting started
Not a rapper I'm a artist
Told these niggas from
(Now, I wrote this song for Michael Stewart.
Michael Stewart was a young black graffiti artist
Who was arrested while writing graffiti on a subway
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