Young World

(Now the moment you've all been waiting for) Yeah, that double barrel need a couple beams They wanna chip a mind trip and, baby, up my streams That's how I'm swimmin', hear the hissin' from the serpentine They tryna rat on my K, got raised to Hell, invade the sales They want some battles with greats God fall from his grace, banana clips Them crackers wish that we evolved from the apes Who done see they homies bleed to death? The ambulance was runnin' late The homies had to beat his chest The pain is in my jungle book It's crazy, baby, come and look, bandana Baloo Big drums and sticks, band camp with the crew Made music infused before I seen the studio Glock held the stock, ten shots like a new Malone You ain't thuggin' 'til your mothers know you doin' wrong He was a soldier, he can't come home, she kiss him through the phone But y'all ain't ever do what you rappin' Yankee fitted, barrel kickin' like it's Snoop in Manhattan, Norf Hey, young world M-murder, fake man Y'all know the beef from the hood, it'll never Tell 'em DJ turn it up, turn-turn-turn it up The bitches, the chains, respect before fame Those are things that make the young world go 'round The riches, the game, the Bentley Mulsanne Type of things that make the young world go 'round Hey, young world Hey, young world Don't you change, for the world (You gotta be you) Hey, young world Hey, young world I saw you change the world Yeah, that Adderall got you up Them student loans that you owe got you fucked Niggas like me still stuck on parole Niggas like me caught cases and never told Stick to the code, you cracker men make your own rules But that's only if you really in the for movement Got my first check and put some ice on my neck Dropped ten on my card co-signed by my Bic, yeah Lyin' with the Crip, yeah, doin' wild shit, yeah Comin' from the ghetto where this ignorance is bliss, yeah Gun fire sparked the mind now the mind had changed the world High fashion got me scorin' big with all the fine girls It was all a dream, GQ magazines Hit the Billboard, throwin' up the 2 when the big G Young world, young world Make way for the new progressive gangster with the curl Hey young world M-murder, fake man Y'all know the beef from the hood, it'll never Tell 'em DJ turn it up, turn-turn-turn it up The bitches, the chains, respect before fame Those are things that make the young world go 'round The riches, the game, the Bentley Mulsanne Type of things that make the young world go 'round The Carolina Panthers have selected with their number one draft pick Chauncy Blackburn (hey, young world) It is rumored that he brought his mother Into a brand new home (young world) She'll be paying off the interest For the rest of her life, congratulations (hey young world) Recent action says that P.diddy wants to buy the Carolina Panthers (don't you change) Fuck the Panthers, we out of fuckin' panthers Throwin' Benjamins though we could hardly trust the dancer The truth should set me free, but somehow I'm stuck with answers Wish I could give George Zimmerman Karlie Hustle cancer I made millions off of PRhyme, bruh No one would front though, like where the fans be lined up? James Ball was speakin' to street niggas with peace signs up Straight boss, my pheromones secrete Elon Musk I've grown to rebuke the Bible, had homies that suicidal I loaned them until they wronged, me when grown men too entitled Took my first drink at Dr. Dre home 'cause I was homeless But nowadays wildin' Roman roamin' should do as I do I ain't here for the prize or medals Knowledge of God, or lies of Devils Knowledge of I, or the eyes of several Death from the gun at the drummer's expense Tell Trump don't send a tweet, send a plumber to Flint Take the sky as your limits Take the sky as your limits Same ones that tried to hide your lineage Young world Young world, young world, young world World, world, world, world, world World, young world-world