YSN 3 (Official Audio) lyrics

Hook:
Still the same young n*gga that everybody know
Never change for the fame never change for no hoe
And I'm still getting money, I ain't never going broke
And right now I ride foreign, don't ride Honda no mo
And my old b*tch told me she don't love me no mo
Cause I f*cked her best friend, it ain't my fault she was a hoe
I'm that n*gga with the plan that everybody know
I'm a star, but I'm hood, so I still tote the pole

Verse 1:
(?) and I still up the pole
He a pillow talking n*gga, have you feel for them holes
Bullets flying, drive-byes have you filled with them holes
Lil n*gga sign a deal and I'm still kicking doors
Stripper b*tches blowing kisses I'm a male gigolo
Hit the mall with my dogs and we buy all the clothes
Me and JJ whipping J and we still by the stove
pus*y n*gga say he with it he still get exposed
Selling white dead knight, I got blow for your nose
Pass out to the fiend, heroin sawbuck glow
I be fetch and I be swagging in platinum and gold
Catch you lacking with this ratchet Marry Jane you get smoked

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Verse 2:
Still on that gang sh*t, still throwing up them fo's
Bet you play 187, they gone start to win both
Put that bread on your head, get you gone for a low
Stomp a n*gga ass out in some new Louie loafers
Close-range face shot blood on my new Louie coat
Selling p's overseas get that sh*t off the boat
You get duck taped, red taped, on my block you get smoked
I wish a n*gga tried me uh I feel like Dej loaf
Wartime we bring them straps out
You get on that young sh*t and then we act out
I tell JJ bring that mac out
And if you try to run we blow your back out

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