Young N***a Living (Explicit)

Young N***a Living (Explicit) - A$AP Mob/A$AP Ferg/A$AP Ant/A$AP Twelvyy

Written by：A$AP Ant/A$AP Twelvyy/A$AP Ferg

Young wild ni**a I'm high as hell

Break a whole pound down smell the smell

Word around town they ringing bells

All my niggas cracking lock the shells

Sweat pants on with the YSL

Might go Dipset Pelle Pell

All white on the light snow

In the summer time my fly glow

Some hate me some love me though

B**ches on the guest list at my shows

In the mosh pit throwing elbows

Day dream of getting that Phantom Rolls

Poured all slow don't catch the flow

Bum niggas want to steal my clothes

Thirsty niggas want to f**k my hoes

Run up on me meet the 44

Mobbing ten deep in the Tahoe

Drug money rap money more dough

Pots caught me but the wrist game

Rap don't work flip coc*ine

Do it for the money do it for the fame

Don't love the hoes let my bros run trains

Puffing on gas lighting up the flame

City on my back like a campaign

Cross over slammed that LeBron James

Peanut butter inside wood grain

Pull up on your block like a goblin

All you see is guns get to sparking

Then the police get to chalking

D**e in the car no walk in

Outbid a ni**a no bargain

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

F**king these b**ches

Niggas ain't made for the stone cold

Niggas pull K's for the co co

I'ma just blaze with the 44

Stand back blow haze in my low low

Catch a fade then I go go

Act right then I fade to the slow mo

That's right got a pay for the po po

On the West got the drank for the low low

Bounce in my low low

Vision like a GoPro

Down Melrose got about twelve hoes

In the Valley I got about twelve more

Two twelve in the pell give em' hell like you came from the twelfth floor

Got the bell get the bands like a billfold

Where they at Man I'm strapped like Velcro

Where I'm at I'ma bad in the hell hole

Where it's at matter fact who the hell knows

It's a fact that I rap and I move O's

Then the Act got me slapped man I'm too slow

Then I'm trapped in a trap turn the two door

Porsche 911 sh*t too cold

Man I'm one then I'm done then it's new coach

Man 911 we don't do those

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

F**king these b**ches

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Handle my business

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Getting this chicken

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

4 that I'm sipping

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

F**king these b**ches

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Handle my business

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Getting this chicken

Life's so hard

R I P Grandma

These cops play different

Every corner got a camera

I swear the game got a cancer

These lil niggas bust a hammer

With b**ch made tendencies

Seize make 'em wanna give they man up

Ain't about gang bangers or color bandannas

Or holding your fist up and repping The Panthers

See Willie still Lynching they want us to hang us

Game is still pimping adapted the changes

I'll take your 360 work off your anus

Sh*t on these niggas like you constipated

See that's what I did

And Momma I made it

But I'm gone out my mind

And my point is vacated

I can't take this world

Ain't got the patience

Years of oppression I'm feeling violated

And that's why my niggas be highly sedated

Addicted to money and driving new Ranges

Gone off the lean want to stay faded

They can't even drink because their life is so jaded

I want to be clean but the world is so tainted

Ain't it

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

F**king these b**ches

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Handle my business

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Getting this chicken

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

4 that I'm sipping

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

F**king these b**ches

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Handle my business

Young ni**a living

Young ni**a living

Getting this chicken