Intro

[Intro]

(QRedOnTheTrack)

Youngboy, Youngboy

(QRedOnTheTrack and he runnin' [?])

Mind of a Menace 2, yeah

Oh, Lord, please protect from these bitch niggas

On a mission tryna get rich, nigga

You ain't a fan, you gon' get it, nigga

[Verse 1]

It started with a dream, I'm only sixteen

But shit nigga it's my time to blow

I started with some niggas bout a year ago

But they ain't live up to the shit that they'll talk

But now I'm in it I'm my own boss

Now every nigga 'round me NBA they runnin' for

More money more problems, time to go to war

I feel its you or me, I ain't tryna go

It's just some shit that you don't do and we know right from wrong

Fuck wrong with you, nigga? Ion wan' do no song

Nigga, you know what you did and that shit was wrong

How I feel, nigga, play and we gon' get him gone

We posted on the block, don't give a fuck 'bout twelve

Keep it one-hunnid, one-hunnid niggas'll never fell

I'm strapped, I can't let you get me outta here

Ky got booked for a pistol, me and P bonded him outta jail

We be with that First 48 somethin'

See who gon' run up on me, bitch, who gon' take somethin'?

City-to-city I be with it, you know how I'm comin'

Screamin' "free D Dog, RIP Dave" until they put me under

Strapped from the belt, two holes in you, bitch, no Ferragamo

[Interlude]

Two holes in you, bih, no Ferragamo

Strapped from the belt, them holes in you, bitch, no Ferragamo

Yeah, yeah, YoungBoy

[Verse 2]

Runnin' with some steppers, who gon' stretch you if you trip

You know how we live, you know you ain't real

Tell him pull up since he say it's up there, how it is

Meet me by the Canal where Elijah got killed, pussy