Million While You Young (feat. The-Dream)

And I'm actually gonna get right into it
 And your really wanna know how?
 You know how can I blaze my own path?
 Uh, how can I be successful?
 Uhm, how can I follow the path that someone else has laid for me to be successful?
 I'm sittin' on dueces while the blunt burn
 Still rapin' rap music 'cause I want more
 All Money In, it's just us four
 It's just Cobby, it's just Harvee, it's just Rimpau
 It's just Adam, it's just Blacc Sam and Bolt Da Fatts
 Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?
 Where your Cuban links, nigga? Where your Rollies at?
 Where your big booty bad bitches stay preposterous at?
 Where you hustle? Where you run from the police at?
 Where you ever represented hope where the hopeless at?
 Where you had to take an oath 'fore you sold a sack?
 Dealt with all the pressure, played it like you never noticed that
 Amongst it all, put yourself on the map
 Turned into a booming operation, where your focus at?
 Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?
 Where your Cuban link, nigga? Where your Rollie at?
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 So if you can tell us how exactly
 And what deal you did to make your first million dollars?
 I can tell you niggas how I came up
 Similar to climbin' out the grave, huh?
 Can't be actin' like a bitch tryna get saved, bruh
 Get that dirt up off your shoulder, step your game up
 Can't be chasin' pussy, switch your ways up
 Can't be fuckin' off your lucci, gotta save up
 See, you gon' probably fail tryna play us
 Streets ain't for everybody, get your grades up
 Ain't 'bout your money, you just lookin' for a stage, huh?
 And all that stuntin' put a bullet in your brain, huh?
 Stupid-ass nigga, you can't fade us
 Niggas like, "Pfft, who even raised cuz?"
 Where you come from? Where you get your name from?
 You was in the house, not with the runaway slaves, huh?
 You wasn't never in the spot when they raid, huh?
 You ain't really 'bout it, lil nigga, this a phase, huh?
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 This shit ain't easy, believe me
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 This shit ain't easy, believe me
 Self-made, self-made, nigga, really self-made
 And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play
 Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die (ATL)
 Fuck with my nigga Nipsey, best believe a nigga gon' ride
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 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 But this shit ain't easy, believe me
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 But this shit ain't easy, believe me
 
 And I'm actually gonna get right into it
 And your really wanna know how?
 You know how can I blaze my own path?
 Uh, how can I be successful?
 Uhm, how can I follow the path that someone else has laid for me to be successful?
 I'm sittin' on dueces while the blunt burn
 Still rapin' rap music 'cause I want more
 All Money In, it's just us four
 It's just Cobby, it's just Harvee, it's just Rimpau
 It's just Adam, it's just Blacc Sam and Bolt Da Fatts
 Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?
 Where your Cuban links, nigga? Where your Rollies at?
 Where your big booty bad bitches stay preposterous at?
 Where you hustle? Where you run from the police at?
 Where you ever represented hope where the hopeless at?
 Where you had to take an oath 'fore you sold a sack?
 Dealt with all the pressure, played it like you never noticed that
 Amongst it all, put yourself on the map
 Turned into a booming operation, where your focus at?
 Where your 600 Benz? Where your Rovers at?
 Where your Cuban link, nigga? Where your Rollie at?
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 So if you can tell us how exactly
 And what deal you did to make your first million dollars?
 I can tell you niggas how I came up
 Similar to climbin' out the grave, huh?
 Can't be actin' like a bitch tryna get saved, bruh
 Get that dirt up off your shoulder, step your game up
 Can't be chasin' pussy, switch your ways up
 Can't be fuckin' off your lucci, gotta save up
 See, you gon' probably fail tryna play us
 Streets ain't for everybody, get your grades up
 Ain't 'bout your money, you just lookin' for a stage, huh?
 And all that stuntin' put a bullet in your brain, huh?
 Stupid-ass nigga, you can't fade us
 Niggas like, "Pfft, who even raised cuz?"
 Where you come from? Where you get your name from?
 You was in the house, not with the runaway slaves, huh?
 You wasn't never in the spot when they raid, huh?
 You ain't really 'bout it, lil nigga, this a phase, huh?
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 I would rather shoot before I run
 Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
 You should try to do what we done
 Make a million dollars while you young
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 This shit ain't easy, believe me
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 This shit ain't easy, believe me
 Self-made, self-made, nigga, really self-made
 And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play
 Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die (ATL)
 Fuck with my nigga Nipsey, best believe a nigga gon' ride
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 ♪
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 But this shit ain't easy, believe me
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 I know to you, it looks easy
 Tell me why you mad, folk, tell me why you mad
 But this shit ain't easy, believe me