Youngng
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Me and my niggas pull up on another rampage,Me and my goons all lookin' deadly
Pull up to the scene and Lamborghini
No pretty boys by our side
Westside nigga, till we die And all my niggas, we are still alive
Nongolosh nigga, with pride
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Pull up to the scene with a Lamborghini
All my niggas rap, niggas, all your niggas rat Niggas
tell your nigga back, nigga, otherwise
Reduce the motherfucker to a Mac 11 This is how we stand, nigga, all my niggas here nigga
The Pain,the blood, things you never felt nigga
started from the gutters to the top, it's like hell nigga
you could never tell exactly how I felt nigga
straight from the velds, now it's Hennessy wells Nigga
got a guai in my mouth, cup in my hand
Mamas flirting with her eyes, bring that pussy out
Prophecy is blunt, nigga, the only thing you smell
My day ones, day one's, is all you see with me,My day ones, day ones, only thing that's real
My day ones, day ones, all count on me, My day ones, day ones, fishing for those mils
But they want,they wanna see me six feet, but they want
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Me and my niggas pull up on another rampage,Me and my goons all lookin' deadly
Pull up to the scene and Lamborghini
No pretty boys by our side
Westside nigga, till we die And all my niggas, we are still alive
Nongolosh nigga, with pride
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Pull up to the scene with a Lamborghini
See I'm the king, drop it low, mami I smoke the things, get you high, eyes low, mami
It's do or die, so you say you wanna ride, mami
I'm sittin' low in that 3-2-I, mami
I know she love the way I rap, yeah, she still a fan
You lucky if you get a verse, better come with bands, I promise when you hear it once, wanna run it back
See I did this for my dogs, ain't no Thundercats
Did it for my dogs, we want all the bands (all the bands)
Shawty know I'm dope, I be in my bag (in my bag)
Shawty drop it low, cause she been a fan (been a fan)
Yeah
But keep it on the low, just don't tell a friend(tell a friend, tell a friend)
Me and my niggas pull up on another rampage,Me and my goons all lookin' deadly
Pull up to the scene and Lamborghini
No pretty boys by our side
Westside nigga, till we die And all my niggas, we are still alive
Nongolosh nigga, with pride
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Pull up to the scene with a Lamborghini
All my niggas rap, niggas, all your niggas rat Niggas
tell your nigga back, nigga, otherwise
Reduce the motherfucker to a Mac 11 This is how we stand, nigga, all my niggas here nigga
The Pain,the blood, things you never felt nigga
started from the gutters to the top, it's like hell nigga
you could never tell exactly how I felt nigga
straight from the velds, now it's Hennessy wells Nigga
got a guai in my mouth, cup in my hand
Mamas flirting with her eyes, bring that pussy out
Prophecy is blunt, nigga, the only thing you smell
My day ones, day one's, is all you see with me,My day ones, day ones, only thing that's real
My day ones, day ones, all count on me, My day ones, day ones, fishing for those mils
But they want,they wanna see me six feet, but they want
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Me and my niggas pull up on another rampage,Me and my goons all lookin' deadly
Pull up to the scene and Lamborghini
No pretty boys by our side
Westside nigga, till we die And all my niggas, we are still alive
Nongolosh nigga, with pride
All I wanted for my motherfuckin' young age
Pull up to the scene with a Lamborghini
See I'm the king, drop it low, mami I smoke the things, get you high, eyes low, mami
It's do or die, so you say you wanna ride, mami
I'm sittin' low in that 3-2-I, mami
I know she love the way I rap, yeah, she still a fan
You lucky if you get a verse, better come with bands, I promise when you hear it once, wanna run it back
See I did this for my dogs, ain't no Thundercats
Did it for my dogs, we want all the bands (all the bands)
Shawty know I'm dope, I be in my bag (in my bag)
Shawty drop it low, cause she been a fan (been a fan)
Yeah
But keep it on the low, just don't tell a friend(tell a friend, tell a friend)
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Writer(s): Marvin Plaatjies
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