Danny Brown - Yo Lovin' lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown - Yo Lovin' lyrics]
Yo Lovin
Wish I could take you back to my younger days
Feet pajamas, oatmeal off the microwave
Way back when I used to watch cartoons
Now I just rock the same shit like cartoons
For the last buck with the chronic
I was posted at the crib
Fruit snacks and Sonic
Now I'm posted in the spot
With sacks and Tonic
Serve the high school kids
Before home economics
With a mind full of money and
A heart full of change
Gotcha nigga puffing loosies skip home
A thang don't take it as a diss
If a nigga don't speak
It's just a lot on my mind this week
Gave my nigga four years so
I smoke more blunts
And the nigga that snitched got 36 months
(fuckin' snitch) what goes around come back
Tryna make the beat cry put
My life on the track sit in Champion hood
Split a swisher down the middle
Nikes in the snow, bloc hot like a griddle
Gotta get it, no matter what the season
Missed my PO day gotta come up with a reason
My granny die, already used that fuck it
Let the dice know
Sipping the henney straight back
Roll another sack gotta get my mind right
Hit the booth spit the
Truth like Walter Cronkite
I'm a heavyweight, guns make you levitate
Bout to get the D back crackin' like '88
Phone was goin' on by Marvin
Cause niggas still hustlin' and starvin'
Wish I could take you back to my younger days
Feet pajamas, oatmeal off the microwave
Way back when I used to watch cartoons
Now I just rock the same shit like cartoons
For the last buck with the chronic
I was posted at the crib
Fruit snacks and Sonic
Now I'm posted in the spot
With sacks and Tonic
Serve the high school kids
Before home economics
With a mind full of money and
A heart full of change
Gotcha nigga puffing loosies skip home
A thang don't take it as a diss
If a nigga don't speak
It's just a lot on my mind this week
Gave my nigga four years so
I smoke more blunts
And the nigga that snitched got 36 months
(fuckin' snitch) what goes around come back
Tryna make the beat cry put
My life on the track sit in Champion hood
Split a swisher down the middle
Nikes in the snow, bloc hot like a griddle
Gotta get it, no matter what the season
Missed my PO day gotta come up with a reason
My granny die, already used that fuck it
Let the dice know
Sipping the henney straight back
Roll another sack gotta get my mind right
Hit the booth spit the
Truth like Walter Cronkite
I'm a heavyweight, guns make you levitate
Bout to get the D back crackin' like '88
Phone was goin' on by Marvin
Cause niggas still hustlin' and starvin'