Young World

Steady Contradictions on why I always rep New York Maybe if you saw 9/11 first hand you wouldn’t talk Almost lost my mother in that building so I ain’t quitting Or chilling, Ever since that day the world is my villain What the fuck do you people get out of killing? Or beating up your wife Sorry ain’t gunna make it alright And posting it online damn sure ain’t right No wonder why she quits on Life And thinks about grabbing that Knife But don’t quit girl, Find your passion Everybody got a trick; you just gotta find your magic Nobody Lacks It, They just lack to be enthusiastic Why these things, I See? Young World you’re too cruel to me Hey young world, we really aren’t equal Can I blame it on the skin of people? If we die, while they cry do I get a sequel? How come every good deed in order for you to succeed Takes a bit of evil? I set my Tivo Hoping I can rewind time that I missed Thinking of my grandma and grandpa, shit I sit back and wish that I could dish Conversation to them Hoping that my emancipation would be racing to them But I peeped it, Each Eye don’t see the same thing Each neck don’t wear the same bling Each voice won’t be able to sing Each person cannot bring the same thing to the table But I want to whole world to receive this if they’re able to Man I’m tryna Grow, But I cannot on this earth cause you know Too many people tryna bring me down and I cannot reach the ones I need above How come the hardest thing to get in this is world is free, and it’s love Got me thinking cause of this rapping, what’s gunna happen If I really did blow, Fuck it Ima be real I ain’t doing this for money, I ain’t doing this for honeys I’m just tryna chill, don’t you feel, don’t you see Why should I care about someone’s opinion? When my life is something they’re not living You make all this money but what have you giving? Don’t Judge me unless your wallet is on E Don’t Judge Me unless you OD and in front you put a G