Million While You Young (feat. The-Dream)

And I'm actually gonna get right into it

And they really wanna know how

You know, how can I blaze my own path?

Uh, how can I be successful?

Um, how can I follow the path

That someone else has laid for me to be successful?

I'm sittin' on deuces while the blunt burn

Still rapin' rap music 'cause I want more

All Money In, it's just us four

It's just Cobby, it's just Hoggy, it's just Rimpau

It's just Adam, it's just Blacc Sam and Bolt Da Fatts

Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?

Where your Cuban links? ****, where your Rollies at?

Where your big booty bad bitches stay preposterous at?

Where you hustle? Where you run from the police at?

Where you ever represented hope where the hopeless at?

Where you had to take an oath 'fore you sold a sack?

Dealt with all the pressure, played it like you never noticed that

Amongst it all, put yourself on the map

Turned into a booming operation, where your focus at?

Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?

Where your Cuban link? ****, where your Rollie at?

Uh, I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try and do what we done

Make a million dollars while you young

I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try and do what we done

Make a million dollars while you young

So if you can tell us how exactly

And what deal you did to make your first million dollars?

I can tell you **** how I came up

Similar to climbin' out the grave, huh?

Can't be actin' like a bitch tryna get saved, bruh

Get that dirt up off your shoulder, step your game up

Can't be chasin' pussy, switch your ways up

Can't be fuckin' off your lucci, gotta save up

See, you gon' probably fail, tryna play us

Streets ain't for everybody, get your grades up

Ain't 'bout your money, you just lookin' for a stage, huh?

And all that stuntin' put a bullet in your brain, huh?

Stupid-ass ****, you can't fade us

**** like, "Pfft, who even raised cuz?"

Where you come from? Where you get your name from?

You was in the house, not with the runaway slaves, huh?

You wasn't never in the spot when they raid, huh?

You ain't really 'bout it, lil ****, this a phase, huh?

Uh, I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try and do what we done

Make a million dollars while you young

I would rather shoot before I run

Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton

You should try and do what we done

Make a million dollars while you young

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

I know to you, it looks easy

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

But this shit ain't easy, believe me

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

I know to you, it looks easy

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

But this shit ain't easy, believe me

Self-made, self-made, **** really self-made

And I'll never understand the type of games you **** play

Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die (ATL)

Fuck with my **** Nipsey, best believe a **** gon' ride

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

I know to you, it looks easy

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

But this shit ain't easy, believe me

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

I know to you, it looks easy

Tell me why you mad for, tell me why you mad

But this shit ain't easy, believe me