[Verse 1]
Ballin with luxurious properties
They said couldn't be possibly
It forsuree got to be Illuminati
Well a contradiction to your conviction
We ain't part of no system
Where it the devils you kissing
And yo baby girl that you dissin
It was you that she was missin
She came back crying because she the victim
Of the trap claiming victory
Over her fuckin body
She said young you was killing me
Talkin bout you turned your back
Just to gain some fuckin plaques
What kinda bullshit is that
As I dried the tears from her eyes
I realized I fucked her over just like these other guys
I was just tryna play my part
But nothing I spoke was coming from the heart
She said young go back to being smart
Now I finally got my baby back and
Y'all know where we at
(Hook)
We're at the top of the mountain
I can hear wind whistling through the trees
All the time I've known
The things I've known
The rest of my life the rest of my life
(Verse 2)
As these og niggas listen to the songs they sung
They realize they wanna be young
With me they know rap ain't done
We forgot the quality over quantity
Forgot to rap about the world over a b
Forgot to deliver a message to the kids in the street
That got spam and bread to eat
We all coulda been trayvon Oscar grant
We forgot the negro spirituals we used to chant
Listen what these niggas saying tell me it's real
Tell me how the fuck this shit make you fuckin feel
Tell me if they got you on the motherfuckin pill
The influence of rap culture
Got these lil niggas acting like vultures
Rhyming about they love ya girl and will toast ya
Just to be on a teenage girls posta
Girls tell em this when they approach ya
The demonic spirits we caught
Got our soul caught
And it's our soul Lucifer bought
We traded in our mind
Just to rhyme we ain't no slime
We will reach our prime
Take your voice back nigga
Take the gun back nigga
Our soul is at war nigga
The children is no longer pure nigga
Freedom of thought and speech is the only cure nigga
Do what you love nigga
Do it for whom you love nigga
And the songs that you sow will come from above nigga
Young nigga that's what's up nigga
(Hook)
Ballin with luxurious properties
They said couldn't be possibly
It forsuree got to be Illuminati
Well a contradiction to your conviction
We ain't part of no system
Where it the devils you kissing
And yo baby girl that you dissin
It was you that she was missin
She came back crying because she the victim
Of the trap claiming victory
Over her fuckin body
She said young you was killing me
Talkin bout you turned your back
Just to gain some fuckin plaques
What kinda bullshit is that
As I dried the tears from her eyes
I realized I fucked her over just like these other guys
I was just tryna play my part
But nothing I spoke was coming from the heart
She said young go back to being smart
Now I finally got my baby back and
Y'all know where we at
(Hook)
We're at the top of the mountain
I can hear wind whistling through the trees
All the time I've known
The things I've known
The rest of my life the rest of my life
(Verse 2)
As these og niggas listen to the songs they sung
They realize they wanna be young
With me they know rap ain't done
We forgot the quality over quantity
Forgot to rap about the world over a b
Forgot to deliver a message to the kids in the street
That got spam and bread to eat
We all coulda been trayvon Oscar grant
We forgot the negro spirituals we used to chant
Listen what these niggas saying tell me it's real
Tell me how the fuck this shit make you fuckin feel
Tell me if they got you on the motherfuckin pill
The influence of rap culture
Got these lil niggas acting like vultures
Rhyming about they love ya girl and will toast ya
Just to be on a teenage girls posta
Girls tell em this when they approach ya
The demonic spirits we caught
Got our soul caught
And it's our soul Lucifer bought
We traded in our mind
Just to rhyme we ain't no slime
We will reach our prime
Take your voice back nigga
Take the gun back nigga
Our soul is at war nigga
The children is no longer pure nigga
Freedom of thought and speech is the only cure nigga
Do what you love nigga
Do it for whom you love nigga
And the songs that you sow will come from above nigga
Young nigga that's what's up nigga
(Hook)
( Devon Andrew )
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