Young mind
Not right
In the night
Gotta take that big bite
His real
No deal
No meal
Money rolling like a wheal
You cry
I fly
You die
Everything I want to buy
Light jab
Your sad
Got my bag
I'm just going on my own path
You gotta stop, I don't give a f*ck
Got my glock, you can come and suck
Check the clock, You got no luck
Left the flock, trapping in a Ford truck
I came, on the game, no gold chain, shit about to change
I can go all day, I rarely play, every
Morning I pray, working hard day to day
I'm loving it, can't have it, imma savage, Not garbage
Yes baby boo, run like scoobydoo
Young mind
Not right
In the night
Gotta take that big bite
His real
No deal
No meal
Money rolling like a wheal
You cry
I fly
You die
Everything I want to buy
Light jab
Your sad
Got my bag
I'm just going on my own path
You gotta stop, I don't give a f*ck
Got my glock, you can come and suck
Check the clock, You got no luck
Left the flock, trapping in a Ford truck