Lyrics
This that struggle rap shit
Mmm
Mm mm
Yeeaahh
It’s a young niggas nation, yeah
It’s a young niggas nation, yeah
It’s the dropout, I’m in a class of my own
Figured I’d do better alone, they say the house not a home
But where your heart is nigga, figured I’d do better in rome
Til I got my niggas in Paris let me get in my zone
I could take it as far as it goes, sloppy drunk all week
I could mix the Hen with Patron
A lil interracial, No discrimination
See nothing wrong with a little zanny and shrooms
She gone off the acid her ass is the fattest
She drag it then pass it, stuck like traffic
Passion of a pastor, the future got past tense I fucked up
But my attitude adjusted, it’s tough love
I could give a damn about your laughter it’s plastic
I see straight through it, it’s lingerie
But to my niggas ballin like Hardaway
I say sorry my mind took it the harder way
But fuck it I’m never giving my heart away
See it’s the year of the youth, year of the truth
You win and you lose, they let us loose
I’m on my P’s & Q’s I got the juice
So it’s just weed and brews for my masseuse
I’m stress free reflecting on life and what it could be
But what’s a «could» when you should be or should have been
It makes sense it was heaven sent
Mama preached, daddy hustled so believe I made profit
You could never do a young brotha no harm it’s that deep
Try standing in twelve feet
I’m in there swimwear, straight up out the belly of the beast
I done had a feast with the kings
Now it’s time to exceed all your dreaming
Soon you will see you can’t replace em with cheap imitations
It’s a young nigga’s nation
It’s a young nigga’s nation
It’s a young nigga’s nation yeah
Young niggas run everthing around
Young niggas run everthing around here
Around here
Baby turn the lights off everything lit, Yeah
Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
Young niggas run everything around
In the back of my mind it’s a matter of time
I know I ain’t shit right now
All a nigga do is drink liqour
I’m drunk right now, got to get it how I live it
So I’m bound to make a killing
It’s hard for a nigga
To the point that mama left it up to god on a nigga
Not proud of a nigga, all this liquor in my liver
I’m addicted to the feeling of sipping
And not worrying about a motherfucking thing
Till I black out lash out
Last night baby mama said I spazzed out
Cause I’m worried about my daughter, and how I’m gone feed her
I can barely support her, I rarely even see her
Dollar and a dream yeah it’s a lot that I can teach her
Mama is a preacher so I leave it up to Jesus
Holding a lil grudge right now, so we ain’t speaking
It’s my soul I’m seeking I know that a nigga need her
But fuck it imma grind for motherfucking niggas
Most likely imma die with the bitches and the liquor
Don’t worry bout mine, money calling palms itching
Niggas get left behind worrying about another nigga
So fuck it imma grind for my niggas in the system
Fuck a 9 to 5 cause honestly I’m too gifted
I know a lot of motherfuckers that say that shit ignorant
But’ll spend they whole wishing they could of done different
Nigga don’t be complacent
(bitch, pussy ass nigga) Turn Up!
Turn the lights off everything lit, Yeah
Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
Ohh baby turn the lights off everything lit
Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
It’s a young nigga’s nation
Young niggas run everthing around
It’s a young nigga’s nation
Young niggas run everthing around, round here
Young niggas run everthing around here, round here
Young niggas run everthing around
Young niggas run everthing around here
It’s a young nigga’s nation
