Young Grizzley World (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & YNW Melly)

Chopsquad
 (One nigga will change the world)
 No, no, no (Gon' change the world, baby)
 No, no, no, no, no, no (Gon' change the world, baby)
 No, no, no (Young nigga world, baby)
 Now and then, niggas change on the game
 Switch lanes, then come and try to hang with us
 Nigga ain't really with that shit
 On that snake shit, fake ass nigga that ain't wassup
 Pussy nigga shit, that ain't wassup (Gon' change the world, baby)
 Oh (Young nigga world, baby)
 Now and then, niggas change for the fame
 Niggas switch on the game, then come try to hang with us
 You was just rich two years ago
 Now the nigga in the middle of the road on angel dust
 We ain't had shit, we was on our dick
 And those hoes ain't even really wanna hang with us
 Niggas switch some snake shit, fake shit
 Hell nah, pussy ass nigga, that ain't wassup
 Nigga fuckin' with the crusade, really with the shit
 Hell nah, we a clique full of murderers
 Don't touch my nigga, my nigga really creep
 They slime, and they will murder ya'
 Niggas said that he body-bagging, toe-tagging,
 Shit fuck nigga, but we ain't ever heard of ya'
 You can keep all the store to yourself, fuck nigga
 You ain't on that shit, we never heard of ya'
 Pussy jit, we ain't heard of ya'
 Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'
 Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'
 Clique full of murderers, fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'
 I got a new bitch for the summer
 They wait for the bus, then they throw me right under
 My watch and baguettes, I don't know what's exactly the price
 But it cost me way over a hunnid
 Bro had the drink, and I thought it was soda
 I sipped it and felt like I was in a coma
 I'm covered in water, I need me a floater
 She suckin' my dick and I don't even know
 All my, guys right
 You fight, I fight
 I'm fly, you're fly
 My guys, my guys
 My guys, fight if I fight
 Kill, stab, die, die
 I try too many times
 I cry too many times
 Nigga watch who you play with (Stop playin')
 Before I catch a pre-meditated (Bwaa)
 Gotta a lotta niggas dead and I still see their faces (Woo)
 I'm a rap star, could've been a mental patient (Hit it)
 Hit you with the bag, you still ain't pay me (What)
 You must want a nigga come and do you like a stranger
 I ain't even trippin', money older than a pager
 Niggas see you shine, then forget you really dangerous
 They won't let you help him (They won't let you help him)
 They gon' make you nail him (Fuck, you gon' kill him)
 My nigga got life, he call every day
 I don't know what to tell him (I can't help my nigga)
 We gon' get more time than murder,
 They catch us with this shit we sellin' (We gotta be level)
 Y'all were from high school to college
 We were from babies to felons, nigga (That's on my momma)
 I done really survived everything
 These streets offered (Get on that shit)
 I been through the mud (Bah), almost gave up (Bah)
 I done really survived everything
 These streets offered (Get on that shit)
 I been caged up (Hit it), I done dodged those slugs (Hit it, aye)
 I got a nine hour, I got a nine hour
 I got a nine hour flight
 I got a nine hour, I got a nine hour
 I got a nine hour flight
 Load up the cave, load up the carbon
 This shit is off the dome
 D caught a body, Trell caught a body
 My niggas ain't comin' home
 I know that lil' Trell comin' home
 But they give lil' D fifty years
 His momma keep cryin' them tears (Start cryin' on me)
 His momma keep cryin' them tears (Start cryin', ah)
 It's a draco in the back off the car
 And the police here behind ya
 Better do what you do, better run, or
 Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
 Boy, you better run
 Lil Melly comin' for ya'
 And he strapped up with the gun
 Y'all had a condo in your circle, and you don't even know
 They tryna snake ya, take your money, but they claim that you're broke
 And where was she when a young nigga was so damn broke
 And where was she when a nigga ain't have no hope (Huh)
 Dirty mattress (Yeah, slatt, slatt)
 Man these pussy niggas actin' (Huh)
 Hell nah, ain't no rackin'
 Big D, double O, twenty babbel was brackin'
 Fuck boy get actin'
 Pick him up like some motherfuckin' laundry
 Nigga play, hell nah, Armani's
 These hoes gon' fuck up our lease
 Balenciaga's
 Saint Laurent's
 This bitch wanna fuck
 She rollin' my blunts
 I don't even smoke
 You like to toke
 We totin' the Tommy Gun
 Got free smoke for anyone
 Now and then, niggas change for the fame
 Niggas switch on the game, then come try to hang with us
 You was just rich two years ago
 Now the nigga in the middle of the road on angel dust
 We ain't had shit, we was on our dick
 And those hoes ain't even really wanna hang with us
 Niggas switch some snake shit, fake shit
 Hell nah, pussy ass nigga, that ain't wassup
 Nigga fuckin' with the crusade, really with the shit
 Hell nah, we a clique full of murderers
 Don't touch my nigga, my nigga really creep
 They slime, and they will murder ya'
 Niggas said that he body-bagging, toe-tagging,
 Shit fuck nigga, but we ain't ever heard of ya'
 You can keep all the store to yourself, fuck nigga
 You ain't on that shit
 We never heard of ya' (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
 Pussy jit, we ain't heard of ya'
 Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'
 Fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'
 Clique full of murderers, fuck nigga, we ain't heard of ya'