Young Nigga (feat. Puff Daddy) (Explicit)

Strippers in the club and my cups half empty
Ride with my ni**as cause my ni**asunderstand me
Still on Plan A pussy ni**ason Plan B
Right now motherf**ker let's go
Yeah what can make a ni**awanna go and get it
Said he want a Beamer with the subs in it
Said he grew up in a house and it was love missin'
Said he grew up in the set he keep his guns with him
Young ni**ani**asyoung ni**alet's go
Young ni**asjust a young ni**a
And he don't need a reason he a young ni**a
And you don't want your daughter and your sons with him
A young ni**asjust a young ni**alet's go
Young ni**asjust a young ni**a
Probably never understand us don't stop
Til he pull in Phantom won't stop
When he pull up in a Phantom
He gon' have that sh*t blastin' that's right
Like young ni**ani**asjust a young ni**a
Young ni**ani**asjust a young ni**a
What they call you where you from ni**awhere you from ni**a
In my city that was question number one ni**anumber one ni**a
Lookin' at the legend I become ni**alook at him
I can't help but feeling like I am the one ni**ayour turn
Remember I was on the run ni**alet's go
Well yeah before you had a son ni**alet's go
Open up your doors and kept it one ni**a
Held a ni**adown and that was love ni**alet's go
Nobody want to stand in front a judge ni**ayeah
Make you think of better days like when you was winnin'
Standin' on the couches in the club with us
We all in here and we gonna be here
But then I lock my shot I had to run with it
Out the gate lost count many days in the studio we slaved
But this sh*t we gotta save
Staring in the space that you fishing for a phrase
Uninspired and your mind still it's all a paper chase
First you over dedicate then you notice that you great
And you been the whole time then it slap you in yo face
Then you stack it in your safe got it crackin' it was fate
You the definition ni**alaughin' to the bank
I'm a master of my fate
Plus I'm the type of ni**a own the masters to my tape
I'm in Nevada for the day
I caught a flight from Philly we just sold out TLA
Fresh up off of stage on my way to B of A
AMB we LA tryna eat we the way
Look young Nipsey the great
Never talk had a drink I just lead to the lake
It's eighty-something degrees in LA yeah
F**k it time to put some jetskis on the lake
Look I got a team in my bank
I don't even need an ID at my bank
This used to be a dream we would chase
I know J Stone and Copy Supreme could relate
I know the whole team could relate
I know Evan Makenzi and Bron Lees could relate
Cornell Saddam Adam Man DeBron
Steven Donaldson and Black Sam been on this Marathon
Ballin' since my brother used to hustle out the Vons
Couple hundred thousand up he took a shovel to the lawn
No exaggeration for the content of my songs
When he went to dig it up sh*t a hundred somethin' gone
Molded you can ask moms
Had to plug in blow dryers for the ones we could wash let's go
Salvaged the little bit young rich ni**a sh*t
Pressure on your shoulder how you gon' deal with it come on
Say it's all uncomfortable when you transition let's go
But it's all beautiful when you get rich in it don't stop
When you start killin' sh*t elevatin' and they all witness it keep rockin'
Money grow faster keep rollin' than ni**ascould spend the sh*t get down
Open more businesses with you and your ni**as
That's watchin' let's go your vision don't stop and being more generous
F**k a Ford dealership we up in Forbes number one mothaf**kas every year
Watching and they wishin' that it wasn't yours let's go
I forgive you I remember I was poor not no more
Plus I ain't in the way of what you reachin' for yeah
You gotta play the game you gotta read the score read the score
See I'ma do the same and pop the clutch of four let's go
They told me if I want it gotta hustle for it
Only difference now the money more mature
Get your money young ni**a
Get your money young ni**a
Get the money young
Get the money young
Keep God first though take that