Youth In Revolt

Gimme the loot, Gimme the loot For the glory of flexin these young niggas they shoot,Lord x3 Gimme the loot, gimme the loot uh gimme the loot Product of my environment Where you only trusting the things you get your iron with My niggas carry these 9 nines But that's for each one of you pussy niggas 9 lives Never fold never fold Was the memo Got yo bitch in crescendo I'm just tryna see ten fold Before a nigga eyes close I'd go to any length for them c-notes All that Robert de Nero They'll never call me a zero I'm just tryna get my rocks off Topped off Tell them hoes take them drawers off before I fall off Cause I'm from the city a crooks We just tryna reach the castle But we all got our hassles I ain't even flip my tassle My mama said get a job But mama I got these dreams But she'll never see the vision until see that green Shit But fuck it we never trippin though Tryna get these decimals Niggas flip like reciprocals Tryna uphold a image But my parents feel like it's minimal But they never get the point So I'm just chillin with this pinnacle Till a nigga get brave One day I'm gonna get paid I knew I was the man since the fucking 5th grade Look in my eyes I bet you see your demise And in your absence My presence has been a present Eric sermon till you Vermin niggas get the message Immaculate taste up In this place Young nigga tuck yo necklace These niggas reckless They checkin for the respect They at yo neck As I digress John Lennon In foreign linen Goddamn theses niggas pressed I'm just tryna become the subject They told me shoot for the stars so at yo neck I'm never bussin I'm never bussin like Westside niggas ain't nothing to fuck with Immaculate taste ain't nothing to fuck with Cloud vision niggas ain't nothing to fuck with This that who at your front door nigga grab yo gun shit Back to the topic Well I actually forgot it Money cars clothes and hoes All my favorite vices But it life's When these niggas hand you lemons We never tripping We just drop it in the lean And say fuck it and keep sippin I'm tryna get it.. This 9 to 5 won't do Young nigga with no clue By any means necessary dodging them boys in blue, whew! Lord Just tell me I ain't wrong Dreams of makin money meetin honeys off these songs Cause a milli was the goal/ I'm plottin up on a rolly contemplate selling my soul Cause it's harder to get ahead then to get some head And it easier to reach the Feds then to get a medic Play it cool my nigga just keep it copastetic Cause you dealing with a mastermind Mindful of the masters time Watch me do it in half time Fuck my brothers and my sisters It's only me and my niggas Remember the things said to me My family think the less of me But I got the recipe To make these nigga rest in peace So it's a killing.. All these Women and children Till we just see these millions That's word to my nigga smooth Cause it's like that Fam got my back But got me thinking were the knife at Going full throttle Like damn Where is ya life at I got something something to prove motherfucker You got something to lose motherfucker I'm that rose that still grew motherfucker So I'mma always stay bussin' Fucking the world raw no stoping These kids from coming.. And you know my niggas they love it, I know! For the niggas who said I wouldn't make it Now I'm dumpin out the roof doodoodoo You turned me cold Now bless yo soul nigga Immaculate taste niggas now put yo dubs up Cloud vision niggas please put your dubs up Now if you from the Westside put yo dubs up The bitches see I'm destined so they seem to love us Like Westside niggas ain't nothing to fuck with Cloud vision niggas ain't nothing to fuck with This that who at you front door nigga grab your gun shit Yo, that nigga grab your gun shit You niggas run quick