Young money young money yeah we getting rich
I broke mama heart with no college
And tell all you mates that im killin you
Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew
I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children
Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
Jehovah spitness, young prodigy,
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations
Forever young and ghetto fabulous
Together all the timethought it was true love
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
I was taught since young to be free, see now what it's brought me?
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