YNS lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young n*gga
Ayy, young n*gga, ayy, young n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young n*gga
Ayy, young n*gga, ayy, young n*gga
Yeah, got big dreams, yeah, on the big screen
Ayy, I was sixteen, yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G

[Verse 1]
Damn, I miss Jay P, yeah, free JJ, yeah
Free Jacques, n*gga caught a body at fifteen
Watch that n*gga, he gon' cross you like Zorro
b*tch, I'm on Houston, but I'm in SoHo
I'm getting bands like I went solo
He blew his advance and now he goin' broke
Interscope, yeah, like Eminem, 50 Cent, and Kendrick
You know I rock no suit and tie but, yeah, I'm 'bout my business
Smokin' a half to wastе some time, but we don't do division
That's So Ravеn with the grind, you know I got these visions

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young n*gga
Ayy, young n*gga, ayy, young n*gga (We don't do division)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young n*gga (We don't do division)
Ayy, young n*gga, ayy, young n*gga
Yeah, got big dreams, yeah, on the big screen
Ayy, I was sixteen, yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G
[Verse 2]
All these wounds, n*gga feel my pain
No more zaza, we smoke pain
I was so broke, felt so ashamed
n*gga talk sh*t, yeah, my tool in the safe
$5K fits, Sossboy getting paid
I was in Europe, threw the boy off stage
It's all love, he just wan' be gang
Rappers be fans too, copy my plans too
All in their head just like some shampoo
Rollin' up trees, I got the bamboo
Fly to Belize, you fly to Cancun
This all me, you like a sample
I got the sauce, tomato, yeah, Campbell
n*ggas be hating on me and got canceled
She grabbin' on my sh*t like a handle
'Member I f*cked that b*tch in the bando

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young n*gga
Ayy, young n*gga, ayy, young n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young n*gga
Ayy, young n*gga, ayy, young n*gga
Yeah, got big dreams, yeah, on the big screen
Ayy, I was sixteen, yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G
[Verse 3]
Got something up my sleeves
Chip on my shoulder, it's not yo' cheese
I flew my cousin to Cali, n*gga been in the trap all week
I'm tryna get him out the streets
He ain't gotta sell no more bags, on me
I thank the Lord every day, I'm blessed to take care all my needs
I smoke me one to the face every day, tryna find my peace
I seen Tay-K in jail, I heard he look up to me
I pray I never fail, I love when b*tches be suckin' me
I'm hearing voices every day, I wonder if it's my boy Jay P

[Chorus]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), young n*gga (Yeah)
Ayy (Yeah), young n*gga (Yeah), ayy (Yeah), young n*gga (Young n*gga sh*t)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (This some young n*gga sh*t), yeah (Yeah), young n*gga (This some young n*gga sh*t)
Ayy (Yeah), young n*gga (Ooh, young n*gga sh*t), ayy, young n*gga
Yeah, got big dreams (Ooh), yeah, on the big screen (Big screen)
Ayy, I was sixteen (Sixteen), yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G

[Outro]
Don't forget, never give them the upper hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's the word
Walk, walk, she walked out, walked off on me
Walk, walk, she walked out, walked off on me, ha, ha
Gyal, the agony [?]