[The Yung God:]
Yeah!
[Verse 1: Gino Driggs]
They never askin' how my time is spent
They always sayin' my text never send
They never listen is what they have meant
They got two faces like they Harvey Dent
You listened and hated, but praise it instead
That's when you realize Samuel a mess
You wait to say this has been on your head
But turns out that Sam is as good as they sayin'
The best from my city
One day, they's a gimmick
You wanna roll with me, too bad you're a bus
Tony and Vinnie will always be with me
Man I guarantee it they know it like us
Why you gotta be sus?
Already know that they make it (?)
Already know that you're never gon' blow
And I'm always gon' show
And she never gon' trust
Gino!
[Hook: The Yung God]
On our way, on the up, up
Keep them lames on the hush, hush
You ain't the squad, don't trust us
Run the city, just us
Just us, just us
Run the city, just us
Run the city
We run the city
On our way on the up, up
Keep them lames on the hush, hush
You ain't the squad don't trust us
Run the city, just us
[Verse 2: YLTI]
f** my troubles
I just stuffed them all in this joint
When it's just us, is the only times I enjoy
I'm too high to care about them
So why do you care about them
Where's your head at
Girl, can you text a pinpoint
Yeah
Nothing popping up on my iPhone
Holy moly my eyes are red
Holy moly my eyes are low
I'll be smoking though, till I am dead
I'm on a roll, like bu*ter
I do wanna roll another
I don't wanna roll with others
It's just us, steamroll the others
YLTI!
[Hook: The Yung God]
On our way, on the up, up
Keep them lames on the hush, hush
You ain't the squad, don't trust us
Run the city, just us
Just us, just us
Run the city, just us
[Verse 3: The Yung God]
We run the city, that's laps
We run the city, no track
Ain't f**in' with me, they trash
When they send shots I just laugh
I'ma artist, they just rap
Ending careers, Back to Back
Don't give 'em slack
I'm 'bout to snap
Me, Gino, YL put the 8 on the map
(Hol' up)
Jump out the pill, now I'm lifted (gone!)
Bean after bean, I'm addicted (yeah!)
They got it f**ed up, got it twisted
They should'a listened, it's what we predicted (uh!)
We've been runnin' sh** but you already knew
They just started sh** that we already do
Think you wanna test us, you already loose
You a no name b**h, you already "who?" (uh!)
Making hits don't pay for hits
They hate the God, like they atheist
My ex hoes, be the craziest
And this flow, be the laziest
Man I'm out this world, like an alien
Need a bad b**h, Ukrainian
My heart been froze, Canadian
You a lil' b**h, Pomeranian
Yeah!
[Hook: The Yung God]
On our way, on the up, up
Keep them lames on the hush, hush
You ain't the squad, don't trust us
Run the city, just us
Just us, just us
Run the city, just us