Dingo - Young Wild & Free Text (lyrics)

One two, one two
Cvse, turn me up in the headphones
Thats right real and Passionate, Calfire
Yea!

This for my gang this for my damn squad
Back in the ghetto and shit
Slanging the haze tryna get fast dough
Becareful the dope is hasidic
Stuck in my nose up like Pinocchio
Brenky told me never love them broads
But it seems like I never listen
I got three hoe's like a bowling ball
Young hungry going out killing
With my peers on me like a wolfpack
I told niggas that I'm not Nasty
But i'll always jump on my juice back
I'm fed done with these rags homie
I bet i need some new clothes
If these rats tryna stop me
I'll cut their face with my claws


Concentrate on my occupation as I write
Poems for the whole nation
Intoxicated with marijuana thats
Marinated in codeine
We accepted this lifestyle until
Poverty became paradise
My other cousin got paralyzed cause he
Was takin these wrong drugs
All my homies don't do hugs
All my homies got no jobs
All my homies are stressed out but
We never thinking of no suicide, shit
Quarantined, yea my niggas seen harder times
The love for money got my eyes red
But I had never seen no Valentine's, hoe
You taste that
You see that you need that dope
You know that it's wrong but
You keep that close
You roll one, you fall back
And get high, with dark lips you
Sing like La la la, la la la la la

I'm young and im wild I ain't
Doing good no more yeah Homie
No more, doing good no more
I'm young and im wild I ain't
Doing good no more yeah Homie
No more, doing good no more
We just feel good in our hood and
Get high for sure yeah Homie
For sure, get high for sure
We just feel good in our hood and
Get high for sure yeah Homie
For sure, get high for sure

At the liqour store
All my homies uncontrolable
Our dreams crashed
When we were sleepin on the kitchen floors
(Faded) feeling like taking a nap
But fuck it i gotta be owning a guap
I spend the whole day in the trap I
Wanna get royalties out of this rap
I'll be down with my generation
Who got love for fornication
Who decided to mix probs like
Drunk driving and education
Preacher coming around town and
Tryna showing us destiny
But we ended up in that
Downtown and prolly ended penetentiary
Puff it and Puff it and puff it and pass
Wasted im trying to get in her dress
She is the only one fighting my stress
But I am afraid we gon make it a mess, yea
Its G code, my homies smoking on beastmode
Yea, and she knows got
Deebos under my pillow thats peer pressure
The biggest demon over human nature
Told them sweating is my perfume
For the money like Im Johnny Cash
All my homies are a bit lousy
They be hangin over dope houses
Keep your mother off your party pants
And never leave her with no evidence
Cuz hold up you taste that
You see that you need that dope
You know that it's wrong but
You keep that close
You roll one, you fall back
And get high, with dark lips you
Sing like La la la, la la la la la

I'm young and im wild I ain't
Doing good no more yeah Homie
No more, doing good no more
I'm young and im wild I ain't
Doing good no more yeah Homie
No more, doing good no more
We just feel good in our hood and
Get high for sure yeah Homie
For sure, get high for sure
We just feel good in our hood and
Get high for sure yeah Homie
For sure, get high for sure