Y.B.D.

Never fold under pressure
Always keep the hunnids on my dresser
I Turn into professor if these niggas try to test us
Incredible lifestyle, I can’t acclimate with regulars
Pray to God that we live rich forever
Going up I know they hate it
We young black and dangerous
All I want is money, I don’t care bout being famous
Came up from the bottom, now I’m top bound
Tell me how the hell can I be stopped now

Infantry and green on me
Gotta keep big cream on me
Bill withers bitch lean on me uh huh
Big ballin like 3 on 3
Up late I can’t get no sleep
Everyday I increase my fee uh huh
Tell me who as hot as me
College students study my philosophy
She just wanna kick it with a nigga like a soccer team
I’m the best still like a robbery, money like the lottery
Tryna keep my dough up
I can never slow up
Gotta keep my focus
Money is the motive
Bitch I run the game, I’m the one with the controller
On top until it’s over
Fake niggas they get no love
Next year, I see the vision 20/20 clear
Ima put some ice in my veneers
Fly sky high, with all my dawgs up in a leer
And when I touch that milly, ima cry real tears yea yea yea
What you know about this life
All them sleepless nights
Ima genius when I write
Jealous niggas wanna dim my light
Went through the darkest times, just so I can shine bright
This is all part of my planning
I’ve been out here doing damage
They give me my respect cause I demand it
I’m the realest nigga to ever step foot on this planet
And when I leave this bitch that’s when they’ll finally understand it

We young black and dangerous x4