2Young2Fly

Yeah, Ay
Mmm

808 be slappin' like it 'posed too
Came from nothing caught a flight now Nobu (Yeah)
Paper planes I can taste the money
Palm trees Sun Rays it's Sunny

Down South (South)
Been dreaming what I have now
(What I have now)
I'm fortunate my Ma' proud
I'm grinding while you run your mouth (Mmm)

I pull up in the Lambo doors are butterfly (Skirt, Skirt)
Know that, Yeah
200 on the dash I want to feel alive (Ooh)
So what, Yeah
Got the homies with me yeah we always vibe
2 Young, 2 Fly, 2 Die
(Ooooh)
2 Young

2 Young
2, 2 Young
I'm 2 Young 2
2 Young
2, 2 Young
I'm 2 Young 2 Die

Yuh
2 Young too Die
Born without a bag and counting commas cause we changed the price
On ya
Told my mama that I'll never die young
Oooooh
Pull up in a Ghost
I be doin the most
I be cashing checks
I be fucking hoes
Diamond out the rough I'm all in

I pull up in the Lambo doors are butterfly
(Skirt, Skirt)
Know that
Yeah
200 on the dash I want to feel alive (Ooh)
So what, Yeah
Got the homies with me yeah we always vibe
2 Young, 2 Fly, 2 Die
(Ooooh)
2 Young

2 Young
2, 2 Young
I'm 2 Young 2
2 Young
2, 2 Young
I'm 2 Young 2 Die



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Writer(s): Austin Simkins
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