Lyrics

[Intro: Jelly Roll] The young gun I'm grievin' for the young gun I'm thinkin' 'bout them young guns [Verse 1: Jelly Roll] Lil' homie got life, he was only sixteen Lil' homie would pop pills, lil' homie would sip lean Used to tell him all the time, lil' homie just get clean Said "I had to do it, Jelly, they were tryna kill me" So I feel the weight on my shoulder blades Know that any day I could explode with rage The one that know the least always got the most to say If it's made us strong nobody get blown away Still I'm country as catfish with coleslaw I done seen 'em get hit over a phone call I done seen 'em go switch and outta toes y'all I done seen a man go snitch on all his road dogs Doin' this awhile and I don't feel it anymore But I came a long way from when I'm kickin' in them doors Told me build a legacy and I been buildin' it for sure I've been dreamin' that I'm walkin' on a million dollar floor Woke up on the dark side of the moon Listen close, hear my soul singin' out of tune And they say you're out of mind if you're outta fuel I feel like I'm out my mind and without a clue And I told my nephew, don't let 'em deceive you You don't get another shot, you don't get a redo You don't get another take, you don't get a sequel So don't let it stress you, remember to keep cool [Pre-Chorus: Struggle Jennings] I light night skies with taillights I hear those wolves call goodnight I feel those flames burn inside I wear no mask or disguise [Chorus: Struggle Jennings] I'm a young gun They ask where do we come from From a place where most people run from Where the men of the family die so young So the women gotta raise up the young ones Goodnight to the young guns Mama take care of the young ones Grow up to be someone I grew up to be a young gun [Verse 2: Struggle Jennings] Mama cried when my daddy passed away Then she stepped up to the plate to raise a man And I ain't understand at the time, I was only ten Had a feelin' that my destiny had been planned I'll be damned if I end up like he did Faster with the banger than Billy the Kid Never had a father figure, only 2Pac and hard liquor Ambitionz of a ridah, westside Face first in the streets, all eyez on me Tryna fill a legacy Forty-five and I have a key so demons never leave Even though mama prayed up, I still stayed up Late nights in a dark alley Call of the wild, screaming out, callin' my name My soul has been pulled up by chains, back in the reins Apache blood runs through my veins Came from the flame so I cannot explain The feelin' I get from the pain Comfort I get from the chaos, at home on these streets I can't stay off I'm lit like the candles in seance They pray on my people and say that we're evil We're dyin' by needles to fly with the eagles They laws are illegal, immoral, deceitful I guess I'm supposed to be passive and peaceful [Pre-Chorus: Struggle Jennings] I light night skies with taillights I hear those wolves call goodnight I feel those flames burn inside I wear no mask or disguise [Chorus: Struggle Jennings] I'm a young gun They ask where do we come from From a place where most people run from Where the men of the family die so young So the women gotta raise up the young ones Goodnight to the young guns Mama take care of the young ones Grow up to be someone I grew up to be a young gun [Pre-Chorus: Struggle Jennings] I light night skies with taillights I hear those wolves call goodnight I feel those flames burn inside I wear no mask or disguise I'm a young gun