Million While You Young (feat. The-Dream)

And I'm actually gonna get right into it And your really wanna know how? You know how can I blaze my own path? Uh, how can I be successful? Uhm, how can I follow the path that someone else has laid for me to be successful? I'm sittin' on dueces 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 Harvee, 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, nigga? 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, nigga? Where your Rollie at? I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton You should try to 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 to 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 niggas 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 nigga, you can't fade us Niggas 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 nigga, this a phase, huh? I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton You should try to 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 to do what we done Make a million dollars while you young Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad I know to you, it looks easy Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad This shit ain't easy, believe me Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad I know to you, it looks easy Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad This shit ain't easy, believe me Self-made, self-made, nigga, really self-made And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die (ATL) Fuck with my nigga Nipsey, best believe a nigga gon' ride Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad I know to you, it looks easy Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad I know to you, it looks easy Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me