Lil Durk and Meek Mill - Young Niggas

(We got Londonondatrack)
Meek, what up bro?
L's

Niggas sellin' re-rock
I can hear the Federales tryna eavesdrop
A hunnid bands in the sneak box
I make a bad bitch turn into a freak thot
Lately I've been rollin' out in Cali with my nigga YG and he a treetop (he a treetop, yeah)
On my way to link up at Chicago with my nigga Durk
And get the .33 shot (get the .33 shot)

I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round my city
That boss talk, that dog talk, my young niggas so with it
And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches
G-Code no fool, but my young niggas keep limits
'Cause I do it for the young niggas
I'm gettin' money with my young niggas
I'm toting guns with my young niggas
And I told 'em I'm the one nigga

My young niggas they so with it
Big bag they go get it
Get the drop, that's game time
Get rolled on, you don't roll with us
I don't know niggas, I don't owe niggas
Don't talk money, I choke niggas
Don't talk work 'cause I live that
You talk work, get kidnapped like Ye
We ain't got no love for that other side, no way
Young niggas a sweep your whole mother side with that K
Thirty shots on thirty shots, we run up on you broad day
Lawyer money on lawyer money, my young niggas okay
Ayy, in the clip goin' A
Extendos in my Bape
Stars all on my roof
Hit the hood in that Wraith
I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round in my city
Got that .30 round, .30 round and that semi, yeah

I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round my city
That boss talk, that dog talk, my young niggas so with it
And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches
G-Code no fool, but my young niggas keep limits
'Cause I do it for the young niggas
I'm gettin' money with my young niggas
I'm toting guns with my young niggas
And I told 'em I'm the one nigga

Free 9, shoot niggas on free time
Pussy niggas better rewind
Pack it up don't say it again
Gang shit, we play to win
Play for keeps, Ikey hoppin' up out the Jeep
You ain't knock him up out the sheets
Maybach sittin' behind the sheet, yeah
Niggas I've up in the Chi kill for me, yeah
Niggas on the Larry Hoover still love me, yeah
A couple drug lovers I call 'em pills, baby
'Cause you got a gun bitch you still scary
Ain't win yet, don't put me in that jam nigga
Ain't sayin' shit, my young niggas go ham nigga
K round stick
And we on whoever wherever anybody can get it, I'm with it, yeah yeah

I'm just rollin' 'round, I'm rollin' 'round my city
That boss talk, that dog talk, my young niggas so with it
And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches
G-Code no fool, but my young niggas keep limits
'Cause I do it for the young niggas
I'm gettin' money with my young niggas
I'm toting guns with my young niggas
And I told 'em I'm the one nigga

Written by:
Durk Banks, London Tyler Holmes, Robert Rihmeek Williams

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