Well$ - Youth In Revolt paroles de (lyrics)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot
For the glory of flexin' these
Young niggas they shoot, lord
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot
For the glory of flexin' these
Young niggas they shoot, lord
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot
For the glory of flexin' these
Young niggas they shoot, lord
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot, uh
Gimme the loot

Product of my environment
Where you only trusting the things
You get your iron with
My niggas carry these 9 nines
But that's for each one of
You pussy niggas 9 lives
Never fold never fold was the memo
Got yo' bitch in crescendo
I'm just tryna see ten fold
Before a nigga eyes close
I'd go to any length for them C-Notes
All that Robert de Niro
They'll never call me a zero
I'm just tryna get my rocks off topped off
Tell them hoes take them drawers
Off before I fall off
Cause, I'm from the city a crooks
We just tryna reach the castle
But we all got our hassles
I ain't even flip my tassle
My mama said get a job
But mama I got these dreams
But she'll never see the vision
Until see that green shit
But fuck it we never trippin though
Tryna get these decimals
Niggas flip like reciprocals
Tryna uphold a image
But my parents feel like it's minimal
But they never get the point
So I'm just chillin' with this pinnacle
Till a nigga get brave
One day I'm gonna get paid
I knew I was the man
Since the fucking 5th grade, uh
Look in my eyes i bet you see your demise
And in your absence
My presence has been a present
Erick Sermon till you
Vermin niggas get the message
Immaculate taste up in this place
Young nigga tuck yo' necklace
These niggas reckless
They checkin for the respect
They at yo' neck as I digress
John Lennon in foreign linen
Goddamn theses niggas pressed
I'm just tryna become the subject
They told me shoot for the stars so
At yo neck I'm never bussin
I'm never bussin like

Westside niggas ain't nothing to fuck with
Immaculate taste ain't nothing to fuck with
Cloud vision niggas ain't nothing
To fuck with
This that who at your front door
Nigga grab yo' gun shit

Back to the topic well I actually forgot it
Money cars clothes and hoes
All my favorite vices but it life's
When these niggas hand you lemons
We never tripping
We just drop it in the lean
And say fuck it and keep sippin
I'm tryna get it this 9 to 5 won't do
Young nigga with no clue
By any means necessary dodging
Them boys in blue, whew!
Lord just tell me I ain't wrong
Dreams of makin' money meetin
Honey's off these songs
Cause a milli was the goal
I'm plottin up on a rolly
Contemplate selling my soul
Cause it's harder to get ahead
Then to get some head
And it easier to reach the Feds
Then to reach a medic
Play it cool my nigga just keep it copastetic
Cause you dealing with a mastermind
Mindful of the masters time
Watch me do it in half time
Fuck my brothers and my sisters
It's only me and my niggas
Remember the things said to me
My family think the less of me
But, I got the recipe
To make these nigga rest in peace
So, it's a killing
All these women and children
Till we just see these millions
And that's word to my nigga smooth
Cause it's like that fam got my back
But got me thinking were the knife at
Going full throttle
Like damn where is ya life at
I got something to prove motherfucker
You got something to lose motherfucker
I'm that rose that still grew motherfucker
So I'mma always stay bussin'
Fucking the world raw no stopping
These kids from coming
And you know my niggas they love it, I know!
For the niggas who said I wouldn't make it
Now I'm dumpin out the roof doo doo doo
You turned me cold now bless yo' soul nigga
Immaculate taste niggas now put yo' dubs up
Cloud vision niggas please, put yo' dubs up
Now if you from the Westside put yo' dubs up
The bitches see I'm destined so they
Seem to love us, yeah, like

Westside niggas ain't nothing to fuck with
Cloud vision niggas ain't nothing
To fuck with this that who at you front door
Nigga grab your gun shit
Yeah, that nigga grab your gun shit
You niggas run quick

Now we gone (My destiny, my destiny, my
Destiny, oh, baby, yeah)