"Yung Tre, Yung Tre, I'm Yung"
"I'm yung I have money in my pocket, enough to fly off, in a rocket. I'm yung I still go outside and get money, thats why these b**hes be actin' kinda funny. I'm yung well that may not be the word. I beg your pardon other rappers are absurd thats why some n***as clown me and they get what they deserve getting' d**h threats if they even dare to call me nerd. Cuz I'm a rapper, a hip-hop artist I go deep like my n***a Benjarvus, Green-Ellis. These n***as is jealous but I could not tell is he black is he white do he give me a fright? Can he spit can he rhyme can he flow anytime? Nah mean? Y'All seen? I'm about to make history just stop and listen to me at-least have some decency and I'm out
Back in now. I'm yung don't Y'All see that? No chorus that's why my music is wack not even a hook my rules don't come from the book, And I'm so fly when I run through your streets I got all these n***as sayin 'Look!' Did I mention that I spit venom tryin' k** all my enemies slowly destroying the next MC that lies in front of me? Don't need I remind you, I'll be rhyming til im 70. By then? I'll prolly be a DJ And don't forget it n***a you heard it first from your n***a, Yung Tre"