damnlyrics.com

Million While You Young (feat. The-Dream)

And I'm actually gonna get right into it

And your really wanna know how?

You know how can I blaze my own path?

How can I be successful?

How can I follow the path that someone

else has laid for me to be successful?I'm sittin' on Dueces while the blunt burn

Still rapin' rap music 'cause I want more

All Money In, it's just us four

It's just Cobby, it's just Harvee

It's just Rimpau, it's just Adam

It's just Blac Sam and Bolt da Fatts

Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?

Where your Cuban links? Nigga, where your Rollies at?

Where your big booty bad bitches? Staple posters at?

Where you hustle? Where you run from the police at?

Where you ever represented hope where the hopeless at?

Where you had to take an oath fore you sold a sack?

Dealt with all the pressure, played it like you never noticed that

Amongst it all, put yourself on the map

Turned into a booming operation, Where your focus at?

Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers at?

Where your Cuban link? Nigga, where your Rollie at?

I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try to do what we done

Make a million dollars while you young

I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try to do what we done

Make a million dollars while you youngSo if you can tell us how exactly and

what deal you did to make a million dollars?

I can tell you niggas how I came up

Similar to climbin' out the grave, huh

Can't be actin' like a bitch tryna get saved, bruh

Get that dirt up off your shoulder, step yo game up

Can't be chasin' pussy, switch your ways up

Can't be fuckin' off your lucci, gotta save up

See you gon' probably fail tryna play us

Streets ain't for everybody, get your grades up

Ain't 'bout your money, you just lookin' for a stage, huh?

And all that stuntin' put a bullet in your brain, huh?

Stupid ass nigga, you can't fade us

Niggas like, "Pfft, who even raised cuz?"

Where you come from? Where you get your name from?

You was in the house, now with the runaway slaves, huh?

You ain't never in the spot when they raid, huh?

You ain't really 'bout it lil nigga, this a phase, huh?I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try to do what we done

Make a million dollars while you young

I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try to do what we done

Make a million dollars while you youngTell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

I know to you it looks easy

Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

This shit ain't easy, believe me

Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

I know to you it looks easy

Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

This shit ain't easy, believe meSelf made, self made, nigga really self made

And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play

Westside to the westside Atlanta until I die (ATL)

Fuck with my nigga Nipsey, best believe a nigga gonna rideTell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

I know to you it looks easy

Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

This shit ain't easy, believe me

Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

I know to you it looks easy

Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad

This shit ain't easy, believe me

Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.

Enjoy the lyrics !!!