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点击复制Street Kings - YFN Lucci/Meek Mill
Written by：Rayshawn L. Bennett/Robert R. Williams/June James
Uh young street ni**a tryin' make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did sh*t
And we ain't really smelling that sh*t
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with ya' day ones yeah you the realest
Uh I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
A young ni**a tryin' make some millions
Uh live from the projects
Any hood know I still got on all my sh*t
100 k on my neck
Die for my respect
Tryin' ride on the kid f**k around and wreck
Play you dying next
Uh tool number one got 'em upset
I've been on my young fly sh*t since a lil' jit true sh*t
A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with
Don't be jumping in sh*t you ain't got nothin' to do with
Sweep ya block like a hall sweep y'all all sweet
Never been the type to call off beef don't call me
Ni**a talkin''bout he gon' off me they lost me
They tryin' do me like Jesus they tryin' cross me
I'ma give a ni**a the full clip 'til it's all e
After bloodshed ain't no sorry I'm sorry
We was all broke now we all kings
Gotta get the f**k up out the hood by any means
We all g's
Uh young street ni**a tryin' make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did sh*t
And we ain't really smelling that sh*t
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with ya' day ones yeah you the realest
Uh I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
A young ni**a tryin' make some millions
Shout out my niggas that stayed down
That's why they still with me I came up
Got some money and look what they sayin' now
Bet they tell you them niggas they stand up I manned up
And I turned a dollar to a thousand turned a thousand
To a million moved my mom's from public housing
Had to put her in that mansion from the hood I got her hidin'
And they tell me that I'm losin' man you niggas f**kin' wildin'
When they killed lil' snupe I took a L
Young trap niggas from the bottom we prevailed
We done got expelled before they taught us how to spell
We ain't never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale
Busting' bricks sellin' bales I ain't never tell
Only thing a ni**a takin' from me is a shell
Hood of broken dreams we ain't used to raising hell
If you was from my hood you would never get a sell
F**k ni**a
Uh young street ni**a tryin' make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did sh*t
And we ain't really smelling that sh*t
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with ya' day ones yeah you the realest
Uh I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
A young ni**a tryin' make some millions
Now we count a lot of it
Now we sell a lot of it
Now we count a lot of it
Started from the bottom
Now we count a lot of it
Getting a whole lot of dollars still
Hey hey
Started from the bottom
Still getting a lot of it
Now we on top of
A whole lot of gwalla
Started from the bottom yeah
Young ni**a started from the bottom yeah
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