Young man, young man (all my youngins' in this bitch) Smack the shit outta him Young man, young man, I don't want to hear that no mo' Reportin' live from the glo pad Gang in this bitch You know how we rockin , cut off stockings Kush in my pocket nigga,

So baby when I get famous Everybody's gonna see You never really knew me There's diamonds hiding in my hands They're gonna cut through the windows Ain't no one messing with my plans Right now my star is in limbo Sit back and watch my scrawny frame

I leave the light on I want to live I don't know much about it I seen myself with a dirty face, I cut my luck with a dirty ace I went from zero to minus ten I drank your wine then I stole your man I leave the light on,

You can get it if you really want But you must try, try and try, try and try You'll succeed at last You'll succeed at last, mmh, yeah Persecution you must fear Win or lose you're about to get your share Got your mind set on a dream You can get it though

In a round of bullets and blood and smoke, I saw the midnight come and I watched her go. I watched her go. I got a razor sharp mind that wants to cut you down. A little place in mind and baby I could let you down. Pony up, we got a ways to go. Set me up

Tell me more, tell me more Summer loving had me a blast Summer loving happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away to oh oh the summer nights Did you get very far Like does he have a car She swam by me she

I've seen what you're doing Destroying puppet strings Hands are red with your blame Megaphone screaming my name Whimpers someone I should've loved Souls weeping above Micro waves me insane A Blaine cuts in your brain

Love, don't fight it Fe, fever rest I cut you in (Darling didn't love right) I've been sleeping in a stable, mate Not gonna do you no favors What I got is seen you trying Or take it down the old lanes around

(I won't fall) You can two face me, backstabb me A nigga still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying You can try to set me up and all that A nigga too much on point for all that Yo, you got these niggas running around like they head cut off Like they

You don't want to see these murder guys Princess cuts hurt ya eyes Got the chicks that work them thighs Pull the top back on the prowler Like the car ain't circumcised Burglarize hoes Leave ya eyes closed