Listen to Young Black America (feat. The-Dream) song with lyrics from Meek Mill

Young Black America (feat. The-Dream)

Meek Mill, The-Dream21 Jul 2017

Young Black America (feat. The-Dream) Lyrics

Young Black America (Explicit) - Meek Mill (米克·米尔)/The-Dream

Written by:The-Dream/Meek Mill


Meek Mill:

Yeah I was on that corner tryna get my coins up

Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner

White man kill a black man they never report us

Black man kill a white man they gon' start a war up

Mama she was tore up sippin' on the Absolut

Young n**gas brainwashed they just wanna rap and hoop

Could've been a lawyer until they came and shackled you

Felons on your records so them jobs ain't gettin' back at you

Them kids ain't eat yet so you can't even sleep yet

That's the only thing we ever saw we repeat that

They was playing ball fouled him hard said I'd be back

Broad day threw his life away soon as he clapped

Gave that boy a life sentence made his momma relapse

D**n they don't understand


Comin' from the bottom it's so hard to make a plan

Know them kids beefin' they let it get out of hand

OGs never told us nothin' in advance

Young n**gas killing young n**gas sh*t is like the Klan I said

Told my young n**ga

You the man I said

You don't wanna end up like my man Ahmed

Praying five times a day prostration on his head

Screamin' insha'Allah that he don't make it to the feds


Caught up in the system visit from his sister


Talkin' 'bout all these n**gas how they ain't even with him

Said they would ride or die but it ain't even in 'em


Always postin' on the 'Gram but hey ain't sendin' pictures

Never answer when you call but answer for them b**ches

Got you thinking twice d**n I should've been a witness

It's none of my business just telling my story

All guns no glory been going on before me

We slaves in the '40s still slaves in the present

No toys for Christmas ain't get us no presents

Only made us evil made us hungry made us desperate

Youngin' in the 9th grade he got a Smith and Wesson


Grew up with the goons now he need protection


He dropped outta school then he got arrested


Lord with a blessing I just hope he learned his lesson

They told us if we go to jail we would be respected

They told us if we make a sale we would run a check in

Threw a rock out in that field and got intercepted

He stumbled he fumbled y'all n**gas just rumble

They told you to hustle them n**gas don't love you


Young black American na na

Wanna live like the fairer skin na na

Fall to the paradigm na na

Occupied on that Marilyn na na

The prophecies of the wild n**ga no church

My uncles said stop b**ching n**ga no skirts

It's kinda crazy there's another world

On the other side of town

Pastor rollin' up in that Rolls pullin' up in that Holy Ghost

Preaching while n**gas dying by the Bible code

The destruction the hate


The obstruction of my faith


My prayers my faith


Will never be the same


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


Young black America


***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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