Young Grizzley World (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & YNW Melly)

Chopsquad (One nigga will change the world) No, no, no (Gon' change the world, baby) No, no, no, no, no, no (Gon' change the world, baby) No, no, no (Young nigga world, baby) Now and then, niggas change on the game Switch lanes, then come and try to hang with us Nigga ain't really with that shit On that snake shit, fake ass nigga that ain't wassup Pussy nigga shit, that ain't wassup (Gon' change the world, baby) Oh (Young nigga world, baby) Now and then, niggas change for the fame Niggas switch on the game, then come try to hang with us You was just rich two years ago Now the nigga in the middle of the road on angel dust We ain't had shit, we was on our dick And those hoes ain't even really wanna hang with us Niggas switch some snake shit, fake shit Hell nah, pussy ass nigga, that ain't wassup Nigga fuckin' with the crusade, really with the shit Hell nah, we a clique full of murderers Don't touch my nigga, my nigga really creep They slime, and they will murder ya' Niggas said that he body-bagging, toe-tagging, Shit fuck nigga, but we ain't ever heard of ya' You can keep all the store to yourself, fuck nigga You ain't on that shit, we never heard of ya' Pussy jit, we ain't heard of ya' Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya' Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya' Clique full of murderers, fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya' I got a new bitch for the summer They wait for the bus, then they throw me right under My watch and baguettes, I don't know what's exactly the price But it cost me way over a hunnid Bro had the drink, and I thought it was soda I sipped it and felt like I was in a coma I'm covered in water, I need me a floater She suckin' my dick and I don't even know All my, guys right You fight, I fight I'm fly, you're fly My guys, my guys My guys, fight if I fight Kill, stab, die, die I try too many times I cry too many times Nigga watch who you play with (Stop playin') Before I catch a pre-meditated (Bwaa) Gotta a lotta niggas dead and I still see their faces (Woo) I'm a rap star, could've been a mental patient (Hit it) Hit you with the bag, you still ain't pay me (What) You must want a nigga come and do you like a stranger I ain't even trippin', money older than a pager Niggas see you shine, then forget you really dangerous They won't let you help him (They won't let you help him) They gon' make you nail him (Fuck, you gon' kill him) My nigga got life, he call every day I don't know what to tell him (I can't help my nigga) We gon' get more time than murder, They catch us with this shit we sellin' (We gotta be level) Y'all were from high school to college We were from babies to felons, nigga (That's on my momma) I done really survived everything These streets offered (Get on that shit) I been through the mud (Bah), almost gave up (Bah) I done really survived everything These streets offered (Get on that shit) I been caged up (Hit it), I done dodged those slugs (Hit it, aye) I got a nine hour, I got a nine hour I got a nine hour flight I got a nine hour, I got a nine hour I got a nine hour flight Load up the cave, load up the carbon This shit is off the dome D caught a body, Trell caught a body My niggas ain't comin' home I know that lil' Trell comin' home But they give lil' D fifty years His momma keep cryin' them tears (Start cryin' on me) His momma keep cryin' them tears (Start cryin', ah) It's a draco in the back off the car And the police here behind ya Better do what you do, better run, or Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Boy, you better run Lil Melly comin' for ya' And he strapped up with the gun Y'all had a condo in your circle, and you don't even know They tryna snake ya, take your money, but they claim that you're broke And where was she when a young nigga was so damn broke And where was she when a nigga ain't have no hope (Huh) Dirty mattress (Yeah, slatt, slatt) Man these pussy niggas actin' (Huh) Hell nah, ain't no rackin' Big D, double O, twenty babbel was brackin' Fuck boy get actin' Pick him up like some motherfuckin' laundry Nigga play, hell nah, Armani's These hoes gon' fuck up our lease Balenciaga's Saint Laurent's This bitch wanna fuck She rollin' my blunts I don't even smoke You like to toke We totin' the Tommy Gun Got free smoke for anyone Now and then, niggas change for the fame Niggas switch on the game, then come try to hang with us You was just rich two years ago Now the nigga in the middle of the road on angel dust We ain't had shit, we was on our dick And those hoes ain't even really wanna hang with us Niggas switch some snake shit, fake shit Hell nah, pussy ass nigga, that ain't wassup Nigga fuckin' with the crusade, really with the shit Hell nah, we a clique full of murderers Don't touch my nigga, my nigga really creep They slime, and they will murder ya' Niggas said that he body-bagging, toe-tagging, Shit fuck nigga, but we ain't ever heard of ya' You can keep all the store to yourself, fuck nigga You ain't on that shit We never heard of ya' (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) Pussy jit, we ain't heard of ya' Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya' Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya' Clique full of murderers, fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'