Young K is me,
PG, AMB in the 413.
Tymeless Records, who better than we? Ha, ha.
Look who's back at it, all new trackmaster.
Run it from the Field, down to Cali, I'm back after.
Sick of these wack rappers, I'm runnin' the game:
Kyrie and Steph Curry. Remember the name.
Young K, I'ma god. Im only 15,
On the grind with my team, see the way that we gleam.
Tymeless state of mind, the only motivation.
Like Moses, I spread out throughout the whole nation.
I'm chasing my dreams to become a legend.
I'm blowing like towers, call that 9/11.
I'm repping my city, I'm repping my squad.
Like Mims in '07, yeah this why I'm hot.
I want it more than Carmelo wants a ring.
And Drake told me that I had to want the whole ting.
It's wild how I'm taking everything in my own hands.
They wanting me to fall but it's simple: no chance.
And I said slow down,
You ain't ready for what I'm 'bout to show now.
I feel it in my soul, 'bout to blow now.
Yeah, I'm ' bout to blow now.
I'm killing everything, yeah that all me.
I'm out here getting bands, getting thotties.
I'm only going up, its a prohecy.
Yeah, you ain't stopping me.
I'm alive.

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