Vince Staples, G Perico, Royce da 5'9" - Young World lyrics
Vince Staples, Vince Staples [Compton, California, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Vince Staples, G Perico, Royce da 5'9" - Young World lyrics]
They wanna chip em I ain’t trippin baby
Up my streams that's how I'm swimmin'
Hear the hissin' from the serpentine
They tryna rattle my cage
I raised the hell evaded cells and
Won some battles with greats
Die or fall from his grace, banana clips
Them crackers wish that we
Evolved from the apes
Who done see they homies bleed to death?
The ambulance was runnin' late
The homies had to beat his chest
The pages in my jungle book
Is crazy, baby, come and look, bandana Baloo
Big drums and the sticks
Band camp with the crew
Made music in feuds before I seen a studio
Glock held the stock
10 shots like it knew Malone
You ain't thuggin' 'til your mothers
Know you doin' wrong
He was a soldier, he can't come home
She kiss him through the phone
But y'all ain't ever do what you rappin'
Yankee fitted, barrel kickin' like
It's Snoop in Manhattan, Norf
Hey, young world fake man
Y'all know the beef from the hood
It'll never
Tell 'em DJ turn it up, turn turn turn it up
The bitches, the chains, respect before fame
Those are things that make the
Young world go 'round
The riches, the game, the Bentley Mulsanne
Type of things that make the
Young world go 'round
Hey, young world hey, young world
Don't you change, for the world
(You gotta be you) hey, young world
Hey, young world i saw you change the world
Yeah, that Adderall got you up
Them student loans that you
Owe got you fucked
Niggas like me still stuck on parole
Niggas like me caught cases and never told
Stick to the code
You cracker men make your own rules
But that's only if you really
In the for a movement
Got my first check and put
Some ice on my neck
Dropped ten on my card co-signed by my Bic
Yeah
Lyin' with the Crip, yeah, doin' wild shit
Yeah comin' from the ghetto where
This ignorance is bliss, Yeah
Gun fire sparked the mind now the
Mind had changed the world
High fashion got me scorin' big
With all the fine girls
It was all a dream, GQ magazines
Hit the Billboard
Throwin' up the 2 when the big G
Young world, young world
Make way for the new progressive
Gangster with the curl my People Free
Royce da 5'9" rhinestone Doo Rag
Royce da 5'9" not Alike
Eminem
Hey young world fake man
Y'all know the beef from the hood
It'll never
Tell 'em DJ turn it up, turn turn turn it up
The bitches, the chains, respect before fame
Those are things that make the
Young world go 'round
The riches, the game, the Bentley Mulsanne
Type of things that make the
Young world go 'round
The Carolina Panthers have selected with
Their number one draft pick
Chauncy Blackburn (Hey, young world)
It is rumored that he brought his
Mother into a brand new home (Young world)
She'll be paying off the interest for
The rest of her life, Congratulations
(Hey young world)
Recent action says that PDiddy wants
To buy the Carolina Panthers
(Don't you change)
Fuck the Panthers
We are the fuckin' panthers
Throwin' Benjamins though we could
Hardly trust the dancer
The truth should set me free
But somehow I'm stuck with answers
Wish I could give George
Zimmerman Karlie Hustle cancer
I made millions off of PRhyme, bruh
No one would front though
Like where the fans be lined up
James Baldwin speakin' to street niggas
With peace signs up straight boss
My pheromones secrete Elon Musk
I've grown to rebuke the Bible
Had homies that suicidal
I loaned them until they wronged me
When grown men were too entitled
Took my first drink at Dr dre
Home 'cause I was homeless
But nowadays while in Rome
Romans should do as I do
I ain't here for the prize or medals
Knowledge of God, or lies of Devils
Knowledge of I, or the eyes of several
Death from the gun at the drummer's expense
Tell Trump don't send a tweet
Send a plumber to Flint
Take the sky as your limit's
Take the sky as your limit's
Same ones that tried to hide your lineage
Young world
Young world, young world, young world
World, world, world, world, world
World, young world-world