Mello made it right God sat me down and told me, "Youngin', you the one" Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month Baggin', what you doin'? Baggin', baggin' 2020 Mclaren, Moe got me thinkin' 'bout cashin' I'm a savage (hoe), Megan, savage Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage She gon' suck it 'cause she nasty Once I fuck her I be laughin' (fuck off) We'll never meet again, only thing I eat is tens Baggin', what you doin'? Baggin', baggin' Youngest of the mob After everything I gave, how you tell me I ain't shit? All that money that I made, that was 'posed to keep us lit You was out here suckin' dick, I was tryna pay the (rent) I was tryna pay the, I was tryna pay the rent Free my niggas from the 6, if not weed, then it's a brick All my youngin's takin' hits, 1500 for a mix Show you how to make it ten, I get three bro from a gram I know how to make it dance, 22 just for the pants Ho, quit lying bitch, you a fan, if it's you, I want the head I fell back on sellin' meds, I'm supposed to be with Tez Facing five years in the feds, ask me, I ain't doe Ask God, not at all, fuck me a lot of cash God sat me down and told me, "Youngin', you the one" Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month Baggin', what you doin'? Baggin', baggin' 2020 Mclaren, Moe got me thinkin' 'bout cashin' I'm a savage (hoe), Megan, savage Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage She gon' suck it 'cause she nasty Once I fuck her I be laughin' We'll never meet again, only thing I eat is tens Baggin', what you doin'? Baggin', baggin' Youngest of the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga Rob Prolly throw a six, never a five, yeah fours Tell the world get off my dick I get nervous when I get mentioned Bro do four a week in Cinci, could be five, but he too picky Keep that fye, bitch, don't get Ricky'd Without my guys, feel like sumn missin' Too many proud fucks, too many bitches Moral of the story, I don't fuck with you niggas You tryna get fame, fuck 'round, get painted Proud of myself, I don't do no hatin' Throw it up, nigga let 'em know what you claimin' Big 4, Big 4 God sat me down and told me, "Youngin', you the one" Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month Baggin', what you doin'? Baggin', baggin' 2020 Mclaren, Moe got me thinkin' 'bout cashin' I'm a savage (hoe), Megan, savage Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage She gon' suck it 'cause she nasty Once I fuck her I be laughin' (fuck off) We'll never meet again, only thing I eat is tens Baggin', what you doin'? Baggin', baggin' Youngest of the mob (R.I.P my) Young nigga Rob

I have a smile stretched from ear to ear To see you walking down the road We meet at the lights, I stare for a while The world around us disappears It's just you and me on my island of hope A breath between us could be miles Let me surround you, a sea to your shore Let me be the calm you seek But every time I'm close to you There's too much I can't say And you just walk away And I forgot to tell you I love you And the night's too long And cold here Without you I grieve in my condition For I cannot find the words to say I need you so And every time I'm close to you There's too much I can't say And you just walk away And I forgot to tell you I love you And the night's too long And cold here Without you I grieve in my condition For I cannot find the words to say I need you so I need you