[Intro]
I'm in the studio
I'm finna answer—
I'm finna— (Tre made this beat)
Hold on, ma, listen to me real quick
I'm finna answer your question real quick
Ayy, yeah, uh, uh, ayy
[Chorus]
I ain't gon' flex, I like to pop that X, that jigga get me out my body
In the dope game with all that cocaine, get high like Bobby
Come get a dose, man, hot like propane or wasabi
Just like Lil Wayne, but the F is for fuck everybody
Bitch, we with that murder gang, we whacking shit
Get that weed and tax a bitch
Huh, yeah, we got them 'bows
And the streets ain't for everybody, bitch, stay out thе road
Uh, ain't no laundromat, I got rich off them loads
[Verse]
Everything they said I couldn't do, I did it
Don't lеt this light skin fool you, cut that gangster shit, we with it
Handle business
Me, lil' Money, and lil' what's-his-name on missions
Leave no witness
Let me find out cuz run 'bout that box and he gon' end up missing
Touch them losses, every time, I bounce back like trampoline
Bitch can't tell me shit, been on my own since I was sixteen
Cut 'em all off, they either real or not, no in between
Bitch, I'm grown and did it on my own, you can't tell me a thing
My niggas know I love 'em, lot of shit, we just don't talk about it
Thirty deep at shows, everybody in my whip count for a body
I hate them begging hoes, they always ask for shit, must be off molly
We 'bout that business, bitch, ain't on that friendly shit, don't invite me to your party
I worked too hard for this, the price I say, I get, don't do no bargains
Got plenty scars, but when life get hard, I don't step back like James Harden
I X-ed out all them hoes, but, man, this one girl permanent like Sharpies
BBG the mob and we a family, strapped up like the army
Every song, I put my soul in it, no controllin' it
Solid shit only, so that gossip, don't condone in it
Everything I own, bitch, I bought that shit, no loan in it
And they say talk is cheap, so fuck that talkin', bitch, I'm showin' it
This ain't the NBA, I'm corona-proof, no postponin' me
And I get high off gas, it ain't no Newports or Capones in me
I'm real as it get, made some mistakes, it ain't no exposin' me
And I treat this rap game just like the streets, that's how I'm approachin' it
I'm just tryna see all I can see
Be the best me I can be
I ain't lookin' for no trouble, I'm just lookin' out for me
I get them niggas out my hood, hope they see me on TV
Better go to plan C if plan B was playin' me
In my city, I'm a god
Lot of niggas ain't make it this far
And I ain't know when and where I wanna be, but I'ma keep going hard
Know the situation crazy, did it just not rock out like guitar?
And I know life ain't easy, seen firsthand, it left me plenty scars
[Chorus]
I ain't gon' flex, I like to pop that X, that jigga get me out my body
In the dope game with all that cocaine, get high like Bobby
Come get a dose, man, hot like propane or wasabi
Just like Lil Wayne, but the F is for fuck everybody
Bitch, we with that murder gang, we whacking shit
Get that weed and tax a bitch
Huh, yeah, we got them 'bows
And the streets ain't for everybody, bitch, stay out the road
Uh, ain't no laundromat, I got rich off them loads
[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, this ain't no laundromat, got rich off them loads
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, and this ain't no laundromat, got rich off them loads, yeah
Lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothin', man
You heard me?
Ayy, I swear to God, boy
My life been far from perfect, far from easy, you heard me?
But I prevailed everything, yep, and I'm still here, nigga
I know who love me
I, I know, you feel me?
And that's probably why I ain't blowed yet
That's really why I think I ain't blow yet
'Cause God, like, God showed me the bigger picture, you feel me?
He opened my eyes to a lot of real shit, you feel me?
And, and, and, and we weren't ready yet
But, but now, we ready
It's here, you feel me?
So all that extra baggage, all them fuck niggas, all them pussy-ass hoes, man, they cut off
Nigga been cut 'em off, you heard me?
'Cause, 'cause this shit gon' happen how it's meant to be
But everything we got, it's meant for me
Youngin
Lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothin', man
I'm in the studio
I'm finna answer—
I'm finna— (Tre made this beat)
Hold on, ma, listen to me real quick
I'm finna answer your question real quick
Ayy, yeah, uh, uh, ayy
[Chorus]
I ain't gon' flex, I like to pop that X, that jigga get me out my body
In the dope game with all that cocaine, get high like Bobby
Come get a dose, man, hot like propane or wasabi
Just like Lil Wayne, but the F is for fuck everybody
Bitch, we with that murder gang, we whacking shit
Get that weed and tax a bitch
Huh, yeah, we got them 'bows
And the streets ain't for everybody, bitch, stay out thе road
Uh, ain't no laundromat, I got rich off them loads
[Verse]
Everything they said I couldn't do, I did it
Don't lеt this light skin fool you, cut that gangster shit, we with it
Handle business
Me, lil' Money, and lil' what's-his-name on missions
Leave no witness
Let me find out cuz run 'bout that box and he gon' end up missing
Touch them losses, every time, I bounce back like trampoline
Bitch can't tell me shit, been on my own since I was sixteen
Cut 'em all off, they either real or not, no in between
Bitch, I'm grown and did it on my own, you can't tell me a thing
My niggas know I love 'em, lot of shit, we just don't talk about it
Thirty deep at shows, everybody in my whip count for a body
I hate them begging hoes, they always ask for shit, must be off molly
We 'bout that business, bitch, ain't on that friendly shit, don't invite me to your party
I worked too hard for this, the price I say, I get, don't do no bargains
Got plenty scars, but when life get hard, I don't step back like James Harden
I X-ed out all them hoes, but, man, this one girl permanent like Sharpies
BBG the mob and we a family, strapped up like the army
Every song, I put my soul in it, no controllin' it
Solid shit only, so that gossip, don't condone in it
Everything I own, bitch, I bought that shit, no loan in it
And they say talk is cheap, so fuck that talkin', bitch, I'm showin' it
This ain't the NBA, I'm corona-proof, no postponin' me
And I get high off gas, it ain't no Newports or Capones in me
I'm real as it get, made some mistakes, it ain't no exposin' me
And I treat this rap game just like the streets, that's how I'm approachin' it
I'm just tryna see all I can see
Be the best me I can be
I ain't lookin' for no trouble, I'm just lookin' out for me
I get them niggas out my hood, hope they see me on TV
Better go to plan C if plan B was playin' me
In my city, I'm a god
Lot of niggas ain't make it this far
And I ain't know when and where I wanna be, but I'ma keep going hard
Know the situation crazy, did it just not rock out like guitar?
And I know life ain't easy, seen firsthand, it left me plenty scars
[Chorus]
I ain't gon' flex, I like to pop that X, that jigga get me out my body
In the dope game with all that cocaine, get high like Bobby
Come get a dose, man, hot like propane or wasabi
Just like Lil Wayne, but the F is for fuck everybody
Bitch, we with that murder gang, we whacking shit
Get that weed and tax a bitch
Huh, yeah, we got them 'bows
And the streets ain't for everybody, bitch, stay out the road
Uh, ain't no laundromat, I got rich off them loads
[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, this ain't no laundromat, got rich off them loads
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, and this ain't no laundromat, got rich off them loads, yeah
Lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothin', man
You heard me?
Ayy, I swear to God, boy
My life been far from perfect, far from easy, you heard me?
But I prevailed everything, yep, and I'm still here, nigga
I know who love me
I, I know, you feel me?
And that's probably why I ain't blowed yet
That's really why I think I ain't blow yet
'Cause God, like, God showed me the bigger picture, you feel me?
He opened my eyes to a lot of real shit, you feel me?
And, and, and, and we weren't ready yet
But, but now, we ready
It's here, you feel me?
So all that extra baggage, all them fuck niggas, all them pussy-ass hoes, man, they cut off
Nigga been cut 'em off, you heard me?
'Cause, 'cause this shit gon' happen how it's meant to be
But everything we got, it's meant for me
Youngin
Lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothin', man
( Project Youngin )
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