Cautious (Yungin’ Tribute) lyrics

by

PlayBoy On The Beat


[Intro]
PlayBoy on this b*tch but he ain't playin', though

[Chorus]
n*ggas don't wanna see you make it, gotta watch your homies
n*ggas be snaking so I stay with that iron on me
Told my old lady to be patient, I won't leave you lonely
This for my family, they like, "Youngin, get your shine on"
Feel like these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Gotta keep that burner on my side 'fore I'm stuck in the street, ayy
Feel like these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Gotta do my thing, I'ma grow to what I'm destined to be, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
Thinkin' to myself how I'ma cop a foreign
Pull up to TT's sh*t, rappin' in the morning
This sh*t was movin' kinda slow but my youngin retarded
OBN until I die, man, this that sh*t I started
All these problems I been facin', I can't let it take me
Big Capone told me to keep that b*tch off of the safety
Dealt with the black ninja, now I clutch on tre-sig
Your face gon' be diggin' in dirt soon as you try to play me
So only bottom steppers, I ain't gotta say it
n*gga get to trippin', we gon' put one in his head (Boom)
Prayin' to the Lord, all these tears I done shed (Ooh)
Stabbed me in my back, all that blood I done bled
[Chorus]
n*ggas don't wanna see you make it, gotta watch your homies
n*ggas be snaking so I stay with that iron on me
Told my old lady to be patient, I won't leave you lonely
This for my family, they like, "Youngin, get your shine on"
Feel like these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Gotta keep that burner on my side 'fore I'm stuck in the street, ayy
Feel like these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Gotta do my thing, I'ma grow to what I'm destined to be, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
Turnt up, I'm cuttin' up with the pros, they lovin' up
Turnt up, you know how it go down when we come in it
I float all through the night, I float around, molly thug a b*tch
I'm strapped up, I'm dancin' all around, I put my drip in it
My swag on Huncho and that's even when I'm Offset
They like, "Girl, that's OBN, he retarded"
If it ain't about money, I don't wanna talk, don't even call me
I buy what I want so I'm fresh as a b*tch, you know I be ballin'
I'm just a young n*gga all about a bag
Lil' one get the chip and put a hollow in his ass
Feel like I can't win from losing, you don't wanna see me flex
Dream of all us in a foreign, watch how we just do the dash

[Chorus]
n*ggas don't wanna see you make it, gotta watch your homies
n*ggas be snaking so I stay with that iron on me
Told my old lady to be patient, I won't leave you lonely
This for my family, they like, "Youngin, get your shine on"
Feel like these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Gotta keep that burner on my side 'fore I'm stuck in the street, ayy
Feel like these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Gotta do my thing, I'ma grow to what I'm destined to be, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
[Outro]
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
OBN, da-da-da-da
Ayy, ayy, ayy
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