Yeah
Yeah
Young nigga on another note
Young nigga on another note
Young nigga on another note
Young nigga on another note

Uh, where I'm from all the hearts frozen
Face death with our arms open
I need a fix 'cause this heart broken
Liquor, weed got us all copin'
Drinking Henny like the bar's open
Smoking potent 'til we start choking
Growing numb to the growing pain
I swear the shit feel like it's Novacane
I'm still here, no complaints (none)
I had a convo with death about how close we came (dang)
My dog stabbed me in the back, a couple years back
He had the nerve to hit my phone today
He started bringing up shit, I told him don't explain
This strange feeling came over me and I overcame
It's like we related the way that you relate
They bug the whole fucking house, we had to fumigate
Family in the motel, acting like there's room for eight
That's why I cry when I
I got it
Room for eight
That's why I cry when I moved into the new estate
Who can hate?
Stress had me losing hair
Wish it had me losing weight
Darkness made me lose my ways
Thought it was over 'til I started over
Muslim boy had to wear a cross just to cross the border (cross the border)

Young nigga on another note

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Writer(s): Ahmad Balshe, Benjamin Diehl, Zakaria Kharbouch