Young Nigga

Album cover art for "Young Nigga" by Nipsey Hussle & Diddy

Nipsey Hussle & Diddy - Rap, Hardcore Rap

Young Nigga

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Lyrics

[Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR & Nipsey Hussle] Strippers in the club and my cup's half empty Ride with my niggas 'cause my niggas understand me Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B Right now (Young rich nigga, young rich nigga) Motherfucker, let's go [Verse: Nipsey Hussle & Puff Daddy] Yeah, what could make a nigga wanna go and get it? Said he want a Bimmer with the subs in it Said he grew up in the house and it was love missin' Said he grew up in the set, he keep his gun with him Young nigga, young nigga (Let's go) Young (Niggas), just a young nigga And he don't need a reason, he a young nigga (That's right) And you don't want your daughter and your sons with him Young nigga, just a young nigga (Let's go) Young nigga, just a young nigga Probably never understand us (Don't stop) 'Til he pull up in a Phantom (Don't stop) When he pull up in a Phantom He gon' have that shit blastin' (That's right) Like young nigga, just a young nigga Young nigga, just a young nigga What they call you where you from, nigga? (Where you from, nigga?) In my city, that was question number one, nigga (Number one, nigga) Lookin' at the legend I become, nigga (Look at him) I can't help but feeling like I am the one, nigga (Your turn) Remember I was on the run, nigga (Let's go) Couple years before you had a son, nigga (Let's go) Open up your doors and kept it one with me Held a nigga down and that was love, nigga (Let's go) Nobody wanna stand in front a judge, nigga (Yeah) Make you think of better days like when you was winnin' Standin' on the couches in the club with us (We all in here, you see it motherfucker, young nigga) Then I got my shot, I had to run with it Out the gate, lost count Many days in the studio we slaved, but this shit we gotta say Staring into space as you fishing for a phrase Uninspired, in your mind, still, it's all a paper chase First you overdedicate, then you notice that you great And you been the whole time, and it slap you in your face Then you stack it in your safe, got it crackin', it was fate Now you the definition, nigga, laughin' to the bank I'm a master of my fate Plus I'm the type of nigga own the masters to my tapes 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 taught how to drink, I just lead to the lake It's eighty-something degrees in LA (Yeah) Fuck it, time to put some jet-skis 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 Cobby Supreme could relate I know the whole team could relate I know Evan McKenzie and Bron Lees could relate Cornell, Saddam, Adam Andebrhan Steven Donelson and Blacc 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, shit, a hundred somethin' gone Molded, you can ask moms Had to plug in blow dryers for the ones that we could wash (Let's go) Salvaged a little bit, young rich nigga shit Pressure on your shoulder, how you gon' deal with it? (Come on) Say it's uncomfortable (That's right), when you transitionin' (Let's go) But it's so beautiful (Don't stop), when you get rich in it (Don't stop) When you start killin' shit (Elevate) and they all witness it (Keep risin') Money grow faster (Keep goin'), than niggas can spend the shit (Keep showin') Open more businesses (Get down), with you and your niggas, they (Let's go) Watchin' your vision (Don't stop), and being more generous (Get money) Fuck a Ford dealership (Yeah, c'mon), we up in Forbes (Number one, motherfuckers, 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 foreign (Let's go) Told me if I want it, gotta hustle for it (Get it, get it) Only difference now, the money more mature [Outro: Puff Daddy] Young nigga Young nigga, young nigga Young nigga, young nigga Get your money, young nigga Get your money, young nigga Young nigga, young nigga Get the money, young Get the money, young Get the money, young nigga Get the money, young nigga Keep God first though, take that

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Credits

Writers
  • Nipsey Hussle
  • Diddy
  • Rance
  • John Groover
  • Michael Ray Cox Jr.
  • Jaire Kwayera
  • Curtis Mayfield
  • Ginuwine
  • Timbaland
  • Clarence Lewis
  • Robert Reives
  • Axl Folie
  • Ralo Stylez
  • Mike & Keys