They got me staring at the world through my rearview
Blow that baby, scream to God
He can't help you with your problems
Thug niggas wild when I come through
They can relate to my views
And couple with their problems
Turn this up, fuck's ya problem
This is real shit, homie
In the booth with the four-fifth
Only two clips, so the other clip
Don't get lonely, homie pull it, homie
No shit homie, know me?
Get in work, fa' we puffin licks, homie
I got the vocal chords, wanna hear some more?
How I ran a block, dropped and picked up brauds
In a hooptie not a drop-top, got ya bitch up more
Switch next-shift from the block-shift
To the wreck-shift then I got the click up raw
Hatin' niggas get shot up in liquor stores
Beat, strapped and tied up with extension cords
Freeway's in full effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner
'Cause y'all told me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up
Freeway's in full effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out
Y'all told me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon
Yeah, uh, Young Gunz, Neef
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Far as I'm hearing, y'all doing alot of comparing
'Cuz Young Neef's on the block missing alot of appearence
Yeah youngin' still got it in, 120 a gram
Now that have yo smokers and yo fiends
Leanin' like a kick-stand
I'd send my brother for ya mother man
Put up 'em blocks in 'em
Dead presidents wrapped in rubber-bands
Chatti' will pistol-whips
That'll rip through shit
I hate a prick, I'd kill his bitch
And make her lick the dick
Neef [Incomprehensible], keeps out more then an extended clip
'Cuz I rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
And I can show you how to do this shit
Get ya straight and get ya cake right?
Let us smoke and test ya weight
Before you take it to plate
Rock it down, stuff the shit in five eighths
Early and not late, uh
Don't be makin' no mistakes
Put it out and then you bring it back straight
It's more money to make
Neef Bucks in full effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner
'Cause y'all told me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up
Neef Bucks in full effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out
Y'all told me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon [Incomprehensible]
Uh, uh, yo
Aye yo Young Gunna, just another victim of the ghetto nigga
Post and Pivot and distribute the work
My Pop broke as filthy got addicted to work
Man, they say it's a shame, but they say it's the game
I made my way through the game
Rowdy lil' youngin', was the snotty nosed youngin'
E'rybody lil' youngin'
They only youngin' out huggin' that pavement
For paper, and was shoveling pavement for neighbors
I never made it to them 5 on 5's
They was playin' live, I was tryin' stay live!
Tryin' to stay alive!
Mom's workin' 11:30 to curfew
I was tryin' to stay til' 5
Hopin' the corners stay alive, while I'm killin' it
Can't stop me before the day I'm robbed
I'll be coppin' again
So fuck a day job while I'm feelin' it
They ain't stoppin' me
Straight from the center to, State Property
Young Chris in full effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner
'Cause y'all told me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up
Young Chris in full effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out
Y'all told me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon [Incomprehensible]

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