[Hook: Young Moe & Fat Trel]
They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real)
I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal)
They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal)
So I just keep em closer (I'm right here)
They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real)
I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal)
They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal)
So I just keep em closer (I'm right here)
That's why I 40 on my waist
New lawyer to fight my cases
Them handcuffs for my bracelets
Young n***a might make it
Some of y'all n***as won't make it
Blow, young n***a might take it
My young n***as say thank you, they ain't got no patience
[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
In the trap with the yay, all night all day
Young n***a like to spray AKs
New new whip on a new new day, got top on my new boo face
We was never worried bout race
Pop a lot of pills, Imma stack new face
Traffic race, my iPhone crazy
Hit another lick, and Imma make another baby
Back in '05 it was gravy, Old head n***a like to look like Lazy(?)
I just get the book right, dealing with the crook type
Show up in the hood type, good night lady, baby
Am I gonna f** you? Maybe
Imma make her wait cause I think she tryna play me
305, f**ing with the Haitians
Got a lotta money like I hustle in the H, baby
Act right, double cup laced
Double dutch, 2 s*uts, wait
Pour it up, roll it up, face it
Young n***a might make it
Act right, double cup laced
Double dutch, 2 s*uts, wait
Pour it up, roll it up, face it
Young n***a might make it
[Hook: Young Moe & Fat Trel]
They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real)
I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal)
They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal)
So I just keep em closer (I'm right here)
They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real)
I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal)
They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal)
So I just keep em closer (I'm right here)
That's why I 40 on my waist
New lawyer to fight my cases
Them handcuffs for my bracelets
Young n***a might make it
Some of y'all n***as won't make it
Blow, young n***a might take it
My young n***as say thank you, they ain't got no patience
[Verse 2: Young Moe]
In the gutter where the n***as don't make it
And they taught us how to steal and don't say sh**
Known some n***as that'll k** to be famous
It ain't happen, they be rapping for the playlist
I'm a dog, no K-9
Spray mine on the n***as that be crossing like aye-ya
If a n***a try to take mine, Imma blow him out the frame, out the game to the baseline
Running with some n***as who be living cuz they shooting like a free-throw
No goals they gonna hit you through the peephole
n***as break codes cuz he singing like Neyo
Ya, got some n***as that'll do it for the low fee
13, and he driller so he tow heat
From Virginia, but the k**ers outta North-East
They be hitting so they grilling on the police
No bullsh**, got the full clip, put the 50 round drum in that AR
They be hating, motivating me to play hard
I been patient and I'm scraping till it pays off
Came a long way from them hallway days to the sold out shows
Mug one of my bros Imma pick up my phone
I ain't really gotta talk about smoke cuz...