DC The Don - Fountain of Youth lyrics

DC The Don

DC The Don [Daijon Cotty Davis] Milwaukee, Wisconsin, U.S. 🇺🇸

[DC The Don - Fountain of Youth lyrics]

Yeah, the duty of youth is a challenge
(This shit is a challenge my nigga)
I’m drinking my pain for the youth
I ODed on the gallons
I came up with gallons my nigga
I came up I drank from
The youth of the fountain
These niggas be hatin' on me
And they mad, yeah
They mad I’m exploring my talents

But fuck all the Whoopti hoo
You’ll never catch me in a Hoopty-Doo
I'ma bring it right round like a Hula hoop
Tryna come for my gang, I’m like
"Who is you?"
Ain’t gonna ask you no questions
No interviews
My niggas too down, they gone pull it through
And they gave him ten months
But I’ve been a dude


Been through hell and came back bitch
I’m bullet proof
Please know that she fuck with a savage
Get that guap by all means, it's a habit
She a demon for clout, she a sad bitch
She can’t fuck with my life, it’s to lavish
My niggas pop out, then we blastin'
Turn his beautiful day to a tragic
Don't need addys, we catch you in traffic
Make yo' mama hug yo' ass in a casket
I’m going so fucking hard cause I want it
Shorty diggin' for gold, so I pond it
Feel like wheezy won’t leave with the hornets
Wanted Yeezy but couldn’t afford it
You niggas be sweet like a Pop Tart
Talking shit, but be riding my cock hard
In my DM’s, you need a career start
Broke as hell, but be sippin' that Wockhardt
How yo' pockets in deep but you leaning?
Spending all of yo' loot for no reason
That’s why Daij at the top, this his season
'Cause he stay on his shit and you fiendin'
I got my ice out the box though
Keep no limit's, supplies like I’m Costco
If I need the job done, hit up Pablo
He be working, he serving them nachos
I eat the chicken like Roscoe's
Turn you niggas to lunch, make it hot tho
When it’s after the Mil, hit my Vato’s
Cause they ready for war, nigga, pronto
If you not a true friend you a hater
All my Instagram commenting fakers
I’m ignoring that shit 'cause I’m greater
And you broke and ain’t countin no papers
Yeah, yeah

Ayy, the duty of youth is a challenge
I’m drinking my pain for the youth
I ODed on the gallons
I came up with gallons my nigga
I came up I drank from
The youth of the fountain
These niggas be hatin' on me
And they mad, yeah
They mad I’m exploring my talents

But fuck all that wack-wack
Keep that shit in the streets, boy
Don’t rap that you get caught up with feds
You gon' quack quack
Now we stashing our crack, hit the dash dash
All of my ex’s be lurkin
See me post a new bitch now they hurtin
Now I live a good life and I'm splurgin'
Should've stuck with the kid, I was workin'
Everybody be rockin' them Goyards
Remember they called it a purse though
I'm ahead of the wave, I don't surf though
I just bust all these tracks
Like it’s church tho
Beat that bitch up like a nap sack
Finally got mom and deuce out the hatch back
Told him give up his chain, gotta have that
Turn yo number one bro to a hashtag
Rest in piece to summa be choppa
Call that number down when it pop up
Now I'm lit, got my stones and my rocks up
Got me shaking my dreads like I’m Waka
I’m barley 18, but I’m legal
Too legit, I’m the truth, Beanie Sigel
I’m the coach, I run shit
Like you see though
Comin' straight out the north like the Migos
Shout out my nigga Meek Mill though
Let him out of the pen, now he cleared though
Hit my life on the edge with no fear though
When they take my big cuh, shed a tear tho
I don’t understand what he gone for
I don't know why they won’t let
Bro come back home for
As long as we keeping in touch though
Keep our secrets intact, I’m on hush mode
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, the duty of youth is a challenge
I’m drinking my pain for the youth
I ODed on the gallons
I came up with gallons my nigga
I came up I drank from
The youth of the fountain
These niggas be hatin' on me
And they mad, yeah
They mad I’m exploring my talents yeah, yeah
The duty of youth is a challenge
I’m drinking my pain for the youth
I ODed on the gallons
I came up with gallons my nigga
I came up I drank from
The youth of the fountain
These niggas be hatin' on me
And they mad, yeah
They mad I’m exploring my talents yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Yeah the duty of youth is a challenge
Mike G, you can't do this to 'em man

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