London On Da Track - Young n***as lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk] Meek, what up bro? L [Verse 1: Meek Mill & Lil Durk] n***as sellin' re-rock I can hear the Federales tryna eavesdrop A 100 bands in the sneak box I make a bad b**h turn into a freak thot Lately I've been rollin' out in Cali with my n***a YG and he a treetop (he a treetop yeah) On my way to link up at Chicago with my n***a Durk and get the 30 threeshot (get the 30 threeshot yeah) [Hook: Lil Durk] I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round my city That boss talk, that dog talk, my young n***as so with it And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches Chico no fool, but my young n***as keep limits 'Cause I do it for the young n***as I'm gettin' money with my young n***as I'm toting guns with my young n***as And I told 'em I'm the one n***a [Verse 2: Meek Mill] My young n***as they so with it Big bag they go get it Get the drop, that's game time Get rolled on, you don't roll with us I don't know n***as, I don't owe n***as Don't talk money, I choke n***as Don't talk work 'cause I live that You talk work, get kidnapped like Ye' We ain't got no love for that other side, no way Young n***as a sweep your whole mother side with that K 30 shots on 30 shots, we run up on you broad day Lawyer money on lawyer money, my young n***as okay Ay, in the clip goin' A Extendos in my bape Stars all on my roof Hit the hood in that Wraith I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round in my city Got that 30 round, 30 round and that semi yeah [Hook: Lil Durk] I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round my city That boss talk, that dog talk, my young n***as so with it And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches Chico no fool, but my young n***as keep limits 'Cause I do it for the young n***as I'm gettin' money with my young n***as I'm toting guns with my young n***as And I told 'em I'm the one n***a [Verse 3: Lil Durk] Free 9, shoot n***as on free time p**y n***as better rewind Back it up don't say it again Gang sh**, we play to win Play for keeps, Ikey hoppin' up out the jeep You ain't knock him up out the sheets Maybach sittin' behind the sheet yeah n***as I've up been in the Chi k** for me yeah n***as on the Larry Hoover still love me yeah A couple drug lovers I call 'em pills baby 'Cause you got a gun b**h you still scary Ain't win yet, don't put me in that jam n***a Ain't sayin' sh**, my young n***as go ham n***a K round stick, and we on whoever wherever anybody can get it, I'm with it yeah yeah [Hook: Lil Durk] I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round my city That boss talk, that dog talk, my young n***as so with it And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches Chico no fool, but my young n***as keep limits 'Cause I do it for the young n***as I'm gettin' money with my young n***as I'm toting guns with my young n***as And I told 'em I'm the one n***a