My Young n*ggas lyrics

by

Pusha T


[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Wake up in the mornin' roll a blunt, before a young n*gga brush his teeth
Wipe his face with a warm rag, back to the streets
Money on his mind, last night he couldn't even eat
Money on his mind, he couldn't eat
Mama must think he gettin' out of hand, but he think he's all good 'cuz he got a couple bands
Woman, 21, shorty stay up in the club, [?] shorty wanna be a thug
Double cup n*gga [?] white with that lean
Cash rules everything, my young n*gga lives by C.R.E.A.M
Gettin' a little paper, now the b*tches all on 'em
Gettin' a little paper, now the b*tches all want 'em
Might be a lot of things, but he ain't no fool
[?], young n*ggas at work without his tool
[?] my young n*gga rocky
Show up 40 deep and get this motherf*cker poppin'

[Chorus: Jeezy]

[Verse 2: YG]
This is for my young n*gga locked up for something he ain't did
But he really locked up for for somebody else's crime he said
Put him on the case, but he ain't really did nothin'
But he go an' take it for the hood, he ain't [?] like f*ck it
We came here with a lawyer, but the lawyer bullsh*ttin'
Went to court with my n*gga, all we could do was listen
20 years young, he don't wanna go to prison
15 to life, he like f*ck that sentence
And I ain't even that I paying for the lawyer
Me and [?] thinkin', we got played by the lawyer
With a life sentence, he can't get a [?]
Plus, [?]
But, f*ck it he thuggin', all he want is some pictures of money he can't eat lunch with
His Day 1 n*ggas he just wanna keep in touch with, but, remember, he ain't even do nothin'
[Chorus: Jeezy]

[Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni]
Raised by the block, stay by a Glock
One of the big homies got him workin' on the clock


[Chorus: Jeezy]
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