SmooveWITit - Yug Lyrics

 {Verse 1}

AMP cypher, 2020 we here

Hop on the beat, deliver my vision clear

They copy my flow and bars, I guess I make trends

Life full of lessons, the rest is just wins

15 years old, cop my mom a Benz

Age 20, 1 million man, we just began

Young and straight out Atlanta, what can I say

Bow my head and pray to god every single day

Thankful for all the blessings, bless me through the years

Tryna make my family proud, they crying real tears

Step back like 'Bron, I guess I'm in my prime

Need a house in the hills, I guess in due time

Need that i8 in chrome, that shit is too shine

People cap in their verse, I stay true to mine

{Verse 2}

Pools, faucets

Views, cop it

Chains, rocks, jewels, cop it

Forgis, Glocks, Tomb, cop it

It can be whatever guys at this point, just cop it

Make the money back, make the money back

Revenue strap, doin' backflips at the kickback

Your bitch fat and I get that

What's the deal man, why the Onlyfans paying 'bout 6 racks?

On a bad day, a really bad day

I mean a really really bad day, I'd probably still double that

Yeah that- that's my bad, I'm out of line here

Um, y-you accept my apology?

A lot of bottle fears and really battle gears

Immaculately tragic because of a complicated way outta here

But I got a mission and it's never-ending

I'ma light the way so all million of you can run the distance

{Verse 3}

Bust down Rollie, avalanche

Yeah my old bitch average

This my first time rappin' it

I might go retarded as shit

Bentley coupe, I'm dashing it

Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit

Told 'em, don't you doubt the kid

Told 'em, don't you doubt the kid

I ran up 30 on 30 on 30

When I'm in the streets, I stay too sturdy

2x2 Hellcat, go fast

4xForeign truck on the gas

I'm only 18, with big dreams

Before 18, I seen things

Feelin' like a big champ with six rings

Or a bumblebee with six stings

{Verse 4}

Stop all the cappin', niggas ain't ever gonna catch me lacking

Bad lil' bitch, beat the lil' hoe back end

Stop for a minute, now I'm going back in it

If she ain't tryna f*ck, tell that lil' hoe "Pack it"

You ain't no boss, lil' bruh stop @ me

D-block demon, you know that I'm 'bout it

90% of you niggas is west so it's blessed whatchu want Ima just let you have it

I'm from the corner where niggas be slangin' that dope and where niggas be robbin' and trappin'

I gotta take care of my folks, yeah my momma, my brother so that's why my paper is stacking

But we ain't broke we ain't go super smoke, then you already know what the hell 'bouta happen

Play with the gang, then it's f*ck all the fame, I'ma drop everything, I'ma show you I'm 'bout it

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