R.Y.N

Real young niggas get the dough up Got two bottles finna pour up I be making hits whether high or sober Say she coming over Bout to roll more blunts Grabba in my spliff like it just came out the toaster Finna have these kids tryna' get us on a poster Yuh ovaz? Mean it when I say we bout to go up You know that They know that we dem niggas We gon' show that I know that Know dat we dem niggas And I know she look at pictures Just to see what she be missing And I hope that dey be listening Even in 4K They couldn't see the vision And I feel like I been distant But they too much bout the image Got no time, I need a way Made myself a boss cause I ain't working for no wage They ain't gon' treat me like a slave They writing G.O.A.T up on my grave Feel so self-sufficient cause I walk the road I paved They ain't gon' play about my name I be too much in my head I be steady working cause I'm tryna get this bread They act like they don't see me like they leaving me on read Like they leaving me on open Know that people hating but I cannot lose my focus I mean it I hope they see it Shit ain't easy Need two bad sisters like it's Venus And Serena Got some bad issues Need some healing Got a feeling Got some bags coming in a minute That's why I said Real young niggas get the dough up Got two bottles finna pour up I be making hits whether high or sober Say she coming over Bout to roll more blunts Grabba in my spliff like it just came out the toaster Finna have these kids tryna' get us on a poster Yuh ovaz? Mean it when I say we bout to go up You know that They know that we dem niggas We gon' show that I know that I'm just tryna inspire all of my young niggas Niggas posing as shooters on Instagram but never pull a trigger Damn Look what they be doing for the 'gram If shawty think she smart well I'm gon' play her like a band And I mean it That's if she switching up, I'm not a demon The way I compliment her, she conceited I don't wanna' hear it ma'am, I just wanna feel it Meanwhile Imma' stack it to the fucking ceiling Imma' go hard Far Shawty know you talking to a star Darling 'Times it feels like the sky's falling All my niggas know that I'm all in Finna hear dat engine of dat foreign Cannot be the same, it's too boring I just need the racks, I need more of it Word Word Real young niggas get the dough up Got two bottles finna pour up I be making hits whether high or sober Say she coming over Bout to roll more blunts Grabba in my spliff like it just came out the toaster Finna have these kids tryna' get us on a poster Yuh ovaz? Mean it when I say we bout to go up You know that They know that we dem niggas We gon' show that I know that