[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh, oh
Nah nah nah, nah ah, ah uh, no
(Ayo Ran, turn that up)
YSN YSN, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
YSN YSN
[Verse 1]
They know I'm naturally gifted, I'm who these rappers envision
I spend a stack on my jacket, can't say I slack on my stitchin
I'm stacking up, blue racks is up like I been back on my crippin
What's mine is yours, if you my dog ain't gotta ask for permission
I was living to survive I wasn't actually living
Alot of hunger and ambition all I had in my system
I know the streets gon have you dead, either that or in prison
I use to smoke to calm my nerves
But now it's havin me trippin, I'm paranoid
I was fuckin on bitches to fill a void
Always wanted to be great since I was a lil boy
Unemployed with no place to lay my head on
I don't take no shit from anybody, you would hate to be my friend
Imma hustle till my kids rich
When you got non goin it's hard to mind your own business
Flooded Audemar where the wrist is
Ion give a fuck what a bitch did
But she got me in her thoughts the way she kissed it
How you get so freaky like that
If I gave you all my heart Imma need it right back
Cause I was taught that once you love they gon keep you attached
Might put your heart in the trash
And she ain't makin no changes you keep believing her ass
I don't, know where I'm going but I know I'm on the right path
Soon I'm gettin Floyd money still don't know my fight stance
They be prayin I don't make it and there's still a slight chance
I could blow any minute right when the night passed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh, oh
Nah nah nah, nah ah, ah uh, no
(Ayo Ran, turn that up)
YSN YSN, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
YSN YSN
[Verse 1]
They know I'm naturally gifted, I'm who these rappers envision
I spend a stack on my jacket, can't say I slack on my stitchin
I'm stacking up, blue racks is up like I been back on my crippin
What's mine is yours, if you my dog ain't gotta ask for permission
I was living to survive I wasn't actually living
Alot of hunger and ambition all I had in my system
I know the streets gon have you dead, either that or in prison
I use to smoke to calm my nerves
But now it's havin me trippin, I'm paranoid
I was fuckin on bitches to fill a void
Always wanted to be great since I was a lil boy
Unemployed with no place to lay my head on
I don't take no shit from anybody, you would hate to be my friend
Imma hustle till my kids rich
When you got non goin it's hard to mind your own business
Flooded Audemar where the wrist is
Ion give a fuck what a bitch did
But she got me in her thoughts the way she kissed it
How you get so freaky like that
If I gave you all my heart Imma need it right back
Cause I was taught that once you love they gon keep you attached
Might put your heart in the trash
And she ain't makin no changes you keep believing her ass
I don't, know where I'm going but I know I'm on the right path
Soon I'm gettin Floyd money still don't know my fight stance
They be prayin I don't make it and there's still a slight chance
I could blow any minute right when the night passed
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