Better L8te Than Never

Yung n*gga

by London On Da Track

on Better L8te Than Never (2015)

[Chorus]
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
All I wanted was some money and a pistol
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
Came up in this b*tch for one reason
I will not stunt anymore
I was tryna get some money, I was on the block
I was selling the dope, I was outside in the cold
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Selling the dope, flipping it, I gotta get it
Ain't no more talking, ridiculous, n*gga be playing these games
When I pull up I'm killing it (skurt), woah
Diamonds on me and they're dipping, they wet and they slippery
b*tches f*ck with me, they f*ck with me
You know that I'm di*king them
I was outside in the cold, no Kleenex wipe a n*ggas nose
[?], so you already know
I ain't playing no games with em, I ain't playing no game with you
Put some respeck on my name n*gga, play with my name b*tch

[Chorus]
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
All I wanted was some money and a pistol
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
Came up in this b*tch for one reason (what you want?)
I will not stunt anymore
I was tryna get some money, I was on the block
I was selling the dope, I was outside in the cold
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
My daddy told me I was tripping
If they caught me slipping they coming to get me
I told him, f*ck it, I'mma risk it
Casket or the penitentiary, I gotta take care of my children
Young n*gga hot as a biscuit, I wasn't stunting these b*tches
I was trying to get a ticket
Sleeping on a hundred thousand below a mattress
That's what I'mma be when I grow up outside of the trap
Sleeping in the kitchen, whipping the dope, I'm a master
[?] a foreign whip, bought a ghost and called it Casper

[Chorus]
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
All I wanted was some money and a pistol
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
Came up in this b*tch for one reason (what you want?)
I will not stunt anymore
I was tryna get some money, I was on the block
I was selling the dope, I was outside in the cold
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
When I was a young n*gga, young n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
When I was a young n*gga I just wanted to be a stunna, right?
Now a n*gga riding around with Stunna hopping out sprinters
City to city, Dunk we did it!

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