Young Boy - Kennie Montana

Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Come on now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Hey young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise It's your time to shine Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Everybody now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time

(You out of line), mmm I'ma tell you what I'm talkin bout (You out of line), when I was a young boy (You out of line), my mama always told me don't take no shit (You out of line), motherfucker hit you then you better hit 'em back (You out of line), so when I hit the nigga he quit playin' The nigga out of line, (You out of line) Back when I was 'bout Big Wheels and race tracks (You out of line) Pops pushed a Tornado and rolled to a-tracks Never stood a chance, exposed from way back (You out of line) Lyin' to the baby sayin its Ajax I was 'bout 4 when I walked past that door (You out of line) That shoulda been closed where I first witnessed the raw See in my household it was quite unique (You out of line) Playin hide and seek, you might find a ki Car glimpse accidentally, branded my mental (You out of line) Pals my role model in that Lincoln Continental Bought all my friends Icees, it was 'bout 6 (You out of line) And when he pulled off I was like, See told ya we was rich How I turned out let it be no surprise (You out of line) When they speak of cousin Ricky it brings tears to my eyes See, my family got a history of hustlers (You out of line) Lil' brother, big brother, mother to grandmother, its tradition Mmm I'ma tell you what I'm talkin bout (You out of line), when I was a young boy (You out of line), my mama always told me don't take no shit (You out of line), motherfucker hit you then you better hit 'em back (You out of line), so when I hit the nigga he quit playin' The nigga out of line, (You out of line) I said, the motherfucker out of line (You out of line) My mama didn't see it comin, my daddy was there What's my excuse, cartoons were the root Started with Yosimite Sam with the gun in Palm of the hand, what couln't I demand See, thirteen, studied the gangsta's lean (You out of line) Low brim, no smile, lotta cash meanwhile Daddy had the Chrysler Fifth Avey (You out of line) Hustlers on the blocks cars were aero-dynamie With ghetto paint jobs, Mango M threes (You out of line) Seventeen inch B-Bs ridin' tough Tha bike was Huffy, attention was froze (You out of line) In a twenty five cent frozen cup laid my soul Tha streets had me to mold (You out of line) Since fourteen holdin, Pusha T was chosen Rebel like Che Guevera (You out of line) Tyco RC versus Carrera, peak Mmm I'ma tell you what I'm talkin bout (You out of line), when I was a young boy (You out of line), my mama always told me don't take no shit (You out of line), motherfucker hit you then you better hit 'em back (You out of line), so when I hit the nigga he quit playin' The nigga out of line, (You out of line) I said, the motherfucker out of line (You out of line) I think of grandma and the way she would foot 'em She kinda remind me of Madam Queen and Hoodlum Sport the grandkids, each one she would treasure (You out of line) Said she kept two guns and to do so was a pleasure The cigarette dangle forty-five degree angle Sitll every bit a lady but you don't wanna tangle Let that explain me and how I got involved (You out of line) Young'ns hustlin in the creep, me, Jon-Jon and Jamal Age fifteen, walkin through the hallway Plate the new Jordans, first ones on the scene See I could afford 'em, livin out a dream Hustler on the rise, laces untied Slid past young'ns, couldn't break my stride Didn't know I was knotted in street ties Teachers askin' how and why (You out of line) Bitches passin' by, oh my, he's so gangsta Mmm I'ma tell you what I'm talkin bout (You out of line), when I was a young boy (You out of line), my mama always told me don't take no shit (You out of line), motherfucker hit you then you better hit 'em back (You out of line), so when I hit the nigga he quit playin' The nigga out of line, (You out of line) I said, the motherfucker out of line (You out of line) Mmm I'ma tell you what I'm talkin bout (You out of line)

Girls and drugs, sex and money Young boy problems Take my love, use my body If I'm unconscious, wake me up again If I'm unconscious, wake me up again If I'm unconscious, wake me up I'm dreaming about it Could barely sleep without you I'm in need of some loving Late night, no clothes just go 'til we unconscious Fixing up your posture Kissing on your body, baby, I miss all this Why you have to leave? When you're free next, call me Girls and drugs, sex and money Young boy problems Take my love, use my body If I'm unconscious, wake me up again If I'm unconscious, wake me up again If I'm unconscious, wake me up Girl, you free up my mind It's been a while since a shorty heard me out Only thing that make me smile is my daughter now Only thing that piss me off is the run around Me and you both got some stress, we should let out on each other We can do it all undercover in the suburbs Girl, I supposed to been fly out last summer But I was over working all year I know that your body's all mine, all mine I can be yours if you'd like If I'm the on the road, you're beside Unpack heavy loads through your eyes Baby girl, I think I feel love, can we try? I done failed love so many times You been filled with so many lies Close your eyes and fall with me Girls and drugs, sex and money Young boy problems Take my love, use my body If I'm unconscious, wake me up again If I'm unconscious, wake me up again If I'm unconscious, wake me up

Yeah Oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright, God Oh, yeah (Coke Boy, baby) Haan, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me and life and death is half-related (Half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a Hundred million, askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son, half a David Freedom got confiscated We mob-related John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators Makin' Salaat on a fox rug, black gloves, hot slugs For these cold women Militant like the Middle East Go from ménages, six-nines to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle office, label execs get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like O-Dog Can't teach new tricks to old dogs I told mama pray for me, baby, wave it for me Got a cage waitin' for me, that hate came for me Millions, I made from it, them chains waitin' for me The change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan New year, half a mil', my face on the bill (Bill), hit Cabo, chill Desperado with an AR like guitar ('Tar), Montana John Stockton (Stockton) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part (Ah) Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba (Hey) Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drinkin', smokin', feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansion's like a campus Ranches like rainbow smoke Forty-one shots like Diego Shout to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I Big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just stop Stylist, I be dressin', the bitches, don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Meth and them I made it even in the game of odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me, cell waitin' for me Mils I made from it, them chains waitin' for me Change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher

Do you ever think about leaving? Do you ever think about me and you? Running to the country where we got nothing to prove Where we can grow old with new friends Lay low on the weekends Running to the country where we got nothing to lose 'Cause I'm tired of the busy nights Fed up with the city lights No, I don't wanna spend my life in this place I just wanna run away to Montana Livin' at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I wanna see the sky from a dirt road I wanna feel the air cut through my coat 700 acres, so many new ways to see you And all the seeds of love that we sow I can see 'em grow as we grow I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya (In Montana) Getting tired of the busy nights Getting tired of the city lights Yeah, I know I can't spend the rest of my life here I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana Ooh In Montana Ooh (In Montana)

Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir A la noche del camino ir Al del cielo Yo miraba una estrella No puedo vivir Al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir Que al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Del camino Tidadoudi tadoudi tadoudi Lon lei lon lei lon lei Ti loulali talouli dilouli Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací Yo voy caminando A la monta