R.Y.N

Real young niggas get the dough up
Got two bottles finna pour up
I be making hits whether high or sober
Say she coming over
Bout to roll more blunts
Grabba in my spliff like it just came out the toaster
Finna have these kids tryna' get us on a poster
Yuh ovaz?
Mean it when I say we bout to go up
You know that
They know that we dem niggas
We gon' show that
I know that
Know dat we dem niggas
And I know she look at pictures
Just to see what she be missing
And I hope that dey be listening
Even in 4K
They couldn't see the vision
And I feel like I been distant
But they too much bout the image
Got no time, I need a way
Made myself a boss cause I ain't working for no wage
They ain't gon' treat me like a slave
They writing G.O.A.T up on my grave
Feel so self-sufficient cause I walk the road I paved
They ain't gon' play about my name
I be too much in my head
I be steady working cause I'm tryna get this bread
They act like they don't see me like they leaving me on read
Like they leaving me on open
Know that people hating but I cannot lose my focus
I mean it
I hope they see it
Shit ain't easy
Need two bad sisters like it's Venus
And Serena
Got some bad issues
Need some healing
Got a feeling
Got some bags coming in a minute
That's why I said
Real young niggas get the dough up
Got two bottles finna pour up
I be making hits whether high or sober
Say she coming over
Bout to roll more blunts
Grabba in my spliff like it just came out the toaster
Finna have these kids tryna' get us on a poster
Yuh ovaz?
Mean it when I say we bout to go up
You know that
They know that we dem niggas
We gon' show that
I know that
I'm just tryna inspire all of my young niggas
Niggas posing as shooters on Instagram but never pull a trigger
Damn
Look what they be doing for the 'gram
If shawty think she smart well I'm gon' play her like a band
And I mean it
That's if she switching up, I'm not a demon
The way I compliment her, she conceited
I don't wanna' hear it ma'am, I just wanna feel it
Meanwhile
Imma' stack it to the fucking ceiling
Imma' go hard
Far
Shawty know you talking to a star
Darling
'Times it feels like the sky's falling
All my niggas know that I'm all in
Finna hear dat engine of dat foreign
Cannot be the same, it's too boring
I just need the racks, I need more of it
Word
Word
Real young niggas get the dough up
Got two bottles finna pour up
I be making hits whether high or sober
Say she coming over
Bout to roll more blunts
Grabba in my spliff like it just came out the toaster
Finna have these kids tryna' get us on a poster
Yuh ovaz?
Mean it when I say we bout to go up
You know that
They know that we dem niggas
We gon' show that
I know that