Street Kings

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions

I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

These niggas talk about it but they never did shit

And we ain't really smellin' that shit

When you made it out the slums then you the trillest

Runnin' with ya day ones, yeah, you the realest

Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

A young nigga tryin' make some millions

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]

Uh, live from the projects

Any hood, know I still got on all my shit

100K on my neck, die for my respect

Tryin' ride on the kid, fuck around and wreck

Play, you dyin' next, Uh, tool number one got 'em upset

I've been on my young fly shit since a lil jit, true shit

A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with

Don't be jumpin' in shit you ain't got nothin' to do with

Sweep ya block like a hall sweep, y'all all sweet

Never been the type to call off beef, don't call me

Nigga talkin' 'bout he gon' off me, they lost me

They tryin' do me like Jesus, they tryin' cross me

I'ma give a nigga the full clip 'til it's all E

After bloodshed ain't no sorry, I'm sorry

We was all broke now we all kings

Gotta get the fuck up out the hood by any means

We all G's

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions

I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

These niggas talk about it but they never did shit

And we ain't really smellin' that shit

When you made it out the slums then you the trillest

Runnin' with ya day ones, yeah, you the realest

Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

A young nigga tryin' make some millions

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

Shout out my niggas that stayed down

That's why they still with me, I came up

Got some money and look what they sayin' now

Bet they tell you them niggas, they stand up

I manned up and I turned a dollar to a thousand

Turned a thousand to a million, moved my moms from public housin'

Had to put her in that mansion, from the hood I got an island

And they tell me that I'm losin', man you niggas fuckin' wildin'

When they killed Lil' Snupe, I took a L

Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed

We done got expelled 'fore they taught us how to spell

We ain't never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale

Bustin' bricks sellin' bales, I ain't never tell

Only thing a nigga takin' from me is a shell

Hood of broken dreams, we ain't used to raisin' hell

If you was from my hood, you would never get a sale

Fuck nigga!

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions

I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

These niggas talk about it but they never did shit

And we ain't really smellin' that shit

When you made it out the slums then you the trillest

Runnin' with ya day ones, yeah, you the realest

Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

A young nigga tryin' make some millions