Young Niggas

Lyrics

[Intro] [?] [?] Gun out [Verse 1] Yo My struggle's a little different, y'all niggas was sellin', I was sniffin' Psyche, rewind it, I'm just kiddin' I was hangin' with old cats, tryna put my bid in Same safe you was stackin' in, I was tryna get in Y'all was fuckin' with pigeons (Nah) I was on Malcolm X, lookin' for a jar for my cig to get dipped in Was still spittin' before the video vixens Around the time Ewing had got dunked on by Pippen Niggas was still pitchin' I was stealin' money from my moms anytime she left her purse in the kitchen (That was fucked up) Guzzlin' a fifth and I was high as a fuck OD'n on Visine, so my eyes wouldn't glisten Moms still bitchin', she thought I knew better But I didn't, she tried to talk to 'em, wouldn't listen It's almost like somethin' inside of me kept itchin' I thought the streets loved me, nah, who was I kiddin'? God lookin' like the devil (Oh), sendin' me to the pawn shop Anytime I found shit that looked like metal I dropped outta school, nah, not to be cool I was sittin' there bored, thought all y'all was fools Fuck I wanna read up on Romeo and Juliet? Way back, I ain't even have my first toolie yet Angie ain't even make that knife go through me yet (Talk to 'em) Matter fact, I ain't even smoke my first bollie yet Tried to have it wrapped, but things wasn't a doobie yet It was comin' for me, but nah, it ain't subdue me yet [Chorus] Young niggas, know I used to be a young nigga I used to pop off to prove I ain't the one, nigga B and E's, stick ups and dirty guns niggas This before I finally had my little young nigga Young niggas, God keep me from these young niggas Not the smart ones, Lord, just the dumb niggas Might have me thinkin' I'm still one of them niggas Shit changed from when I used to be a young nigga [Verse 2] Yo Ayo, my first time locked up I was a child Met up with mad niggas I ain't seen in a while (Yeah) And it wasn't bad bein' locked in with them (But) But couldn't fathom lockin' in at 10, like fuck readin' a book Sat on my bunk, mad time to get my thoughts straight One month, one shower, still without a court date Just bags of nicotine, rollin' paper I did pull ups, push ups, how the fuck'd I get here? War stories, you hear a lot of shit here Great place to visit, but nah, don't wanna live here Nah, gotta get my mind in a new place Grimy ass niggas stealin' my socks and toothpaste Can't ever remember feelin' such neglect But snakes get snaked (Dog), what the fuck'd I expect? I thought if anything I had earned niggas respect But niggas hung up soon as they heard "Collect" Had my mag with the tits out O.G.s' said to me the streets don't love you, they'll be there when you get out Bunch of the same people, stealin' the same space A few of 'em'll die, a few will take your place I prayed to God that I never catch another case 'Cause CO's just treat us like we rats in a maze You wonder why Joey always hype and smilin' (Why?) I was this close to Rikers Island Was bein' on Rikers, wilin' (Wilin') I done been through way worse shit than havin' a few gripes about my album (C'mon) [Chorus] Young niggas, know I used to be a young nigga I used to pop off to prove I ain't the one, nigga B and E's, stick ups and dirty guns niggas This before I finally had my little young nigga Young niggas, God keep me from these young niggas Not the smart ones, Lord, just the dumb niggas Might have me thinkin' I'm still one of them niggas Shit changed from when I used to be a young nigga [Outro] For real God keep me from these little young niggas, man 'Cause I'll fuck around and get a bid Make me somethin' stupid as shit Made me resort to bein— Bein' a old me and shit I worked hard to get money I ain't tryna go back I ain't tryna go back to the hood, keep my eyes lit up Keep me from these niggas, for real