(Yeah, you know what I'm saying?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga (yeah)

Got big dreams (yeah)
On the big screen (ay)
I was sixteen (yeah)
In the strip club (yeah)
No ID (yeah)
VIP (yeah)
With the killers (yeah)
Free Mont G (damn)
Miss Jay P (yeah)
Free Jay Jay (yeah)
Free Jocqueese
Nigga caught a body at fifteen
Watch that nigga he gon' cross you like Zorro
Bitch I'm on Houston but I'm in Soho
I'm getting bands like I went solo

He blew his advance, and now he goin' broke
Interscope, yeah, like Eminem, 50 Cent and Kendrick (ay)
You know I don't rock no suit and tie, but yeah, I'm 'bout my business
Smoking a half to waste some time, but we don't do division
That's So Raven with the grind, you know I got these visions

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga (yeah)

Got big dreams (yeah)
On the big screen (ay)
I was sixteen (yeah)
In the strip club (yeah)
No ID (yeah)
VIP (yeah)
With the killers (yeah)
Free Mont G

All these wounds, nigga, feel my pain
No more Zaza, we smoke pain
I was so broke, felt so ashamed
Niggas talk shit, yeah, my toilet the same
5K fit, Sossboy getting paid
I was in Europe, threw the boy offstage
It's all love, he just wanna be gang
Rappers be fans too, copy my plans too
All in they head just like some shampoo
Rolling up trees, I got the bamboo
Fly to the Belize, you fly to Cancún
This all me, you like a sample
I got the sauce, tomato, yeah, Campbell
Niggas be hating on me and got cancelled
She grabbing on my shit like a handle
Remember, I fuck that bitch in the bando

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga (yeah)

Got big dreams (yeah)
On the big screen (ay)
I was sixteen (yeah)
In the strip club (yeah)
No ID (yeah)
VIP (yeah)
With the killers (yeah)
Free Mont G

Got something up my sleeve
Chip on my shoulder, it's nacho cheese
I flew my cousin to Cali, nigga been in the trap all week
I'm tryna get him out these streets
He ain't gotta sell no more bags on me
I thank the Lord every day, I'm blessed to take care of all my needs
I smoke me one to the face every day tryna find my peace
I seen Tay-K in jail, hurt that he look up to me
I pray I never fail, I love when bitches be sucking me
I'm hearing voices every day, I wonder if it's my boy Jay P

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ay, young nigga, ay, young nigga (yeah, yeah)
Yeah

Got big dreams (yeah)
On the big screen (ay)
I was sixteen (yeah)
In the strip club (yeah)
No ID (yeah)
VIP (yeah)
With the killers (yeah)
Free Mont G

Don't forget, you know we give them half in hand
You know I'm sayin'? That's the word

Wuk, wuk
She want a wuk off ah me
Wuk, wuk
She want a wuk off ah me
Gyal, the agony
Young and you know seh you have the plenty

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks