Young N***a Living (feat. A$AP Ferg, A$AP Ant & A$AP Twelvyy)

作曲：Adam Kirkman,Jamel Phillips,Darold Brown,Lucas Kramar,Alain Goraguer

作词：Adam Kirkman,Jamel Phillips,Darold Brown,Lucas Kramar,Alain Goraguer

While ** I'm high as hell

Break a whole pound don't smell the smell

Run around town they ringing bells

All my **s crack and lock the shells

Sweat pants on with the wise soul

Might go dips that paddy pow

All white on the lights nowin the summertime I fly glow

Some hate me some love me though

** on the gas plus at my shows

In a marsh pit throwing elbows

Daydreaming getting that fanta rose

Pour up slow down catch the flow

Bum **s wanna steal my clothes

Thirsty **s wanna **

Run up on me meet the four four

Molly ten deep in the tie hoe

** money rap money modo pops taught me but the rest game

Rap don't work for the **

Do it for the money do it ** for fame

Don't let a hoe let my bros with trains

Puffing on gas lighting up the flame

City on my back like a campaign

Cross to the slumsunder lebron james

Peanut butter inside wood grain

Pull up on your block like a goblin

All you see guns get the spark in

To the police get the chalk in

They don't put the car no walk in

I don't bet that ** no bargain ** yeah

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Motherfucking these **s ain't made for the snow **

**s pull case for the ** **

I'm with just blaze with the four folks stand back

Blow haze in my low low catch your fade

Then I go go act right then I fade to the slow mo

That's right gotta pay for the popo

When the west got the drink for the low low

Best on my low low vision like a gopro

Down mail roads got about twelve hoes

In the valley I got about twelve more

Two twelve in the pale

Give him hell like he came from the twelve

Flow got the bell

Get the bag like a bell

Folk where they at man I'm strapped like velcro

Where I'm at I'm a bad in the hell ho where that sack

Matter fact who the hell know it's a fact that I rap

Then I move o's

Then the act got me slapped

Man I'm too slow then I'm trapped in the trap

Tryna two door porsche nine one one ** too cold

Man I'm one then I'm done then it's new coach

Man nine one one we don't do though

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Handle my business

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Getting this chicken

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Yeah this ** life so hard

Rip grandma these cosplay different different

Every corner got a camera camera

I swear the game got a cancer cancer

These little **s **s a hammer

With ** may tender

Sees make it wanna get a man up

And ain't about gang bangers so color

Bandanas I hold you your fist up and rapping up in this

See willy still legend they want us to hang us

Game is still pimping

Adapted the changes so

Take your three sixty work off your aimless

** on these **s like you constipated

See that's what I did and mama I made it

But I'm throwing out my mind and my plane is vacated I

Can't take this world

Ain't got patience

Years of oppressions I'm feeling violated

And that's why my **s be holly's updated

Addicted to money get driving new rages

Gone up the lean

Wanna stay faded

They can't even

Dream cause they life is so cheated I wanna be clean

But the water so tainted tainted

Ain't it

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