Chorus
Dj, Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn’t trade it for the world I hope you understand it
Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn't trade it for the world, YoungFolks so grateful (Let's go)
Verse 1
Wake up from your nap now
YF on the map now
Strap on my lap
No cap when I ride down
Prefect my flow
We gon’ scrap finna clap clowns
Slap niggas off the flap
Bum niggas from jack town
Fuck rap I was requested for the five racks
And oh snap what's the haps I got 'em taking naps
Regardless my shooters ready to take you out
I’m just saying we can box or go bout for bout
It’s mythical and some of it might be biblical
Fuck my syllables
Bars rise like temperatures
It's typical for my song to it reach it’s pivotal
And if I reach the people
Hell yeah I’m going political
Rising, soaring
Finna reach limits
No gimmicks, shell toes, Russell Simmons
No idols or icons can move my pivot
The only thing moves my spirit is when the sword with me
Chorus
Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn’t trade it for the world I hope you understand it
Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn't trade it for the world, YoungFolks so grateful (Let's go)
Dj, Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn’t trade it for the world I hope you understand it
Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn't trade it for the world, YoungFolks so grateful (Let's go)
Verse 1
Wake up from your nap now
YF on the map now
Strap on my lap
No cap when I ride down
Prefect my flow
We gon’ scrap finna clap clowns
Slap niggas off the flap
Bum niggas from jack town
Fuck rap I was requested for the five racks
And oh snap what's the haps I got 'em taking naps
Regardless my shooters ready to take you out
I’m just saying we can box or go bout for bout
It’s mythical and some of it might be biblical
Fuck my syllables
Bars rise like temperatures
It's typical for my song to it reach it’s pivotal
And if I reach the people
Hell yeah I’m going political
Rising, soaring
Finna reach limits
No gimmicks, shell toes, Russell Simmons
No idols or icons can move my pivot
The only thing moves my spirit is when the sword with me
Chorus
Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn’t trade it for the world I hope you understand it
Dj put this in rotation
Sedated and faded
We headed to the space station
High fiving we made it
Off the plantation
And they mad and they hated
I wouldn't trade it for the world, YoungFolks so grateful (Let's go)
( YoungFolks )
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