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  • Yeah, yeah
    I got Lucci in this ***** with me
    On some real ****
    I remember we ain't had nothing
    Dead broke, I'm talking pain and suffering
    They ain't goin' feel my pain
    They don't know where we come from
    I can talk **** 'cause I was ****
    Diamonds shining on me, need a off switch
    *****s talking crazy, get 'em all hit
    Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss ****(for real)
    Brand new Maybach, this ain't Ross ****(boss)
    This my ****, I be talking fly ****(fly ****)
    Clean them *****s up with that mop stick(Clean them up)
    Hating on me, that'll get your baby mom hit(for real)
    Touching Caicos, spending pesos(pesos)
    *****s flying private with them Draco's (Draco's)
    Pull up in your city, like it ain't yours(it ain't)
    Put a check up on your hitter
    And it's case closed
    Still change hoes like I change clothes
    Chain froze, Range Rov', and I'm playin' Hov
    Flashbacks, seeing cops in them plain clothes(OK)
    My ***** fighting open cases
    And they ain't close(Look, OK)
    I'm a young king
    I'm a young king
    Remember all them nightmares
    All them bad dreams
    Remember all them nights
    When we didn't have a thing
    So it's only right a ***** living like a king yeah
    How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
    If it was to be a baller or triple beam
    And we gon' **** 'em all up
    With the whole team yeah ayy
    Young *****
    Y-Young ***** dream
    *****s talking tough, we calling you bluff
    Took a call, got him hit
    While I'm talking to Puff
    Man down, man I shouldn't be talking this stuff
    The ***** that you claiming hitter
    The target to us
    Caught him in the morning, like it's Time drainer
    Doc plugging cables to him like its Time Warner
    Time to pull the plug on him
    Let his mom mourn him
    Got a suicide squad like a bomb on him
    Spin a block on a ***** talking rah rah
    He was playin' with the birdies, now it's bye-bye
    I know Jigga, I know Emory and Ty-Ty
    Roc-Nation on my chain, 'cause it's Ta-Da
    *****, I'm the truth, I'm like W'Allah
    Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
    Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
    *****s sayin' I wouldn't make it
    I'm like why lie
    I know magic, I'm a savage
    It's a plane, it's a bird, it's a bad *****
    I ain't trippin' 'bout her, you can have it
    They was happy when we was broke, now we mad rich
    Young *****, talkin' cash ****
    You can tell we ain't never really had ****
    Turn my momma public housing to a glass crib
    Now my guest house bigger than my last crib(Look, OK)
    I'm a young king
    I'm a young king
    Remember all them nightmares
    All them bad dreams
    Remember all them nights
    When we didn't have a thing
    So it's only right a ***** living like a king yeah
    How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
    If it was to be a baller or triple beam
    And we gon' **** 'em all up
    With the whole team yeah ayy
    Young *****
    Y-Young ***** dream
    Uh, see, they treated us like peasants
    But we always knew we had the blood of kings
    Pumping through our veins
    Dreamchasers, we took the stone out the rubber
    And built a palace
    Money, power, and violence
    Sippin' Spade on the Island
    Killin' these *****s, moment of silence
    'Cause we done rose through the slums
    And beat all odds
    We the poster child for
    Every young ***** in the streets
    You see us on T.V.
    You see who your son's inspiring to be
    It was plenty nights, man
    We ain't had nothin' to eat
    I'm talking, cup of noodles
    Or maybe some cream of wheat
    Now it's French Andre when we feel like it
    We don't even do Philippe's
    I mean, you wouldn't believe me if I showed you
    I'm talking 10-15 thousand dollars on the tab
    That's just on wine
    This lifestyle, it'll blow your mind
    You know, we goin' have it our way
    Young kings, living out the dream
    Bossed up, on every scene
    The Mobb *****, Barcelini
  • [00:00.89]Yeah, yeah
    [00:02.09]I got Lucci in this ***** with me
    [00:04.69]On some real ****
    [00:06.67]I remember we ain't had nothing
    [00:10.05]Dead broke, I'm talking pain and suffering
    [00:15.99]They ain't goin' feel my pain
    [00:17.27]They don't know where we come from
    [00:21.44]I can talk **** 'cause I was ****
    [00:23.90]Diamonds shining on me, need a off switch
    [00:26.40]*****s talking crazy, get 'em all hit
    [00:28.91]Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss ****(for real)
    [00:31.83]Brand new Maybach, this ain't Ross ****(boss)
    [00:34.38]This my ****, I be talking fly ****(fly ****)
    [00:37.23]Clean them *****s up with that mop stick(Clean them up)
    [00:39.60]Hating on me, that'll get your baby mom hit(for real)
    [00:42.09]Touching Caicos, spending pesos(pesos)
    [00:44.93]*****s flying private with them Draco's (Draco's)
    [00:47.46]Pull up in your city, like it ain't yours(it ain't)
    [00:49.86]Put a check up on your hitter
    [00:51.19]And it's case closed
    [00:52.67]Still change hoes like I change clothes
    [00:54.97]Chain froze, Range Rov', and I'm playin' Hov
    [00:57.44]Flashbacks, seeing cops in them plain clothes(OK)
    [01:00.30]My ***** fighting open cases
    [01:01.63]And they ain't close(Look, OK)
    [01:02.45]I'm a young king
    [01:03.19]I'm a young king
    [01:04.43]Remember all them nightmares
    [01:05.66]All them bad dreams
    [01:06.91]Remember all them nights
    [01:08.01]When we didn't have a thing
    [01:09.51]So it's only right a ***** living like a king yeah
    [01:12.56]How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
    [01:14.84]If it was to be a baller or triple beam
    [01:17.39]And we gon' **** 'em all up
    [01:18.80]With the whole team yeah ayy
    [01:21.17]Young *****
    [01:21.73]Y-Young ***** dream
    [01:23.84]*****s talking tough, we calling you bluff
    [01:26.26]Took a call, got him hit
    [01:27.72]While I'm talking to Puff
    [01:28.85]Man down, man I shouldn't be talking this stuff
    [01:31.35]The ***** that you claiming hitter
    [01:32.81]The target to us
    [01:33.88]Caught him in the morning, like it's Time drainer
    [01:36.68]Doc plugging cables to him like its Time Warner
    [01:39.29]Time to pull the plug on him
    [01:40.80]Let his mom mourn him
    [01:41.91]Got a suicide squad like a bomb on him
    [01:44.44]Spin a block on a ***** talking rah rah
    [01:46.97]He was playin' with the birdies, now it's bye-bye
    [01:49.65]I know Jigga, I know Emory and Ty-Ty
    [01:52.25]Roc-Nation on my chain, 'cause it's Ta-Da
    [01:54.84]*****, I'm the truth, I'm like W'Allah
    [01:57.47]Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
    [02:00.03]Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
    [02:02.64]*****s sayin' I wouldn't make it
    [02:04.20]I'm like why lie
    [02:05.31]I know magic, I'm a savage
    [02:07.95]It's a plane, it's a bird, it's a bad *****
    [02:10.58]I ain't trippin' 'bout her, you can have it
    [02:13.19]They was happy when we was broke, now we mad rich
    [02:15.83]Young *****, talkin' cash ****
    [02:18.39]You can tell we ain't never really had ****
    [02:20.91]Turn my momma public housing to a glass crib
    [02:23.59]Now my guest house bigger than my last crib(Look, OK)
    [02:25.97]I'm a young king
    [02:26.85]I'm a young king
    [02:27.85]Remember all them nightmares
    [02:29.30]All them bad dreams
    [02:30.45]Remember all them nights
    [02:31.49]When we didn't have a thing
    [02:32.97]So it's only right a ***** living like a king yeah
    [02:36.13]How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
    [02:38.26]If it was to be a baller or triple beam
    [02:41.00]And we gon' **** 'em all up
    [02:42.32]With the whole team yeah ayy
    [02:44.71]Young *****
    [02:45.32]Y-Young ***** dream
    [02:46.95]Uh, see, they treated us like peasants
    [02:51.11]But we always knew we had the blood of kings
    [02:53.05]Pumping through our veins
    [02:54.47]Dreamchasers, we took the stone out the rubber
    [02:57.62]And built a palace
    [02:58.93]Money, power, and violence
    [03:00.90]Sippin' Spade on the Island
    [03:02.31]Killin' these *****s, moment of silence
    [03:09.00]'Cause we done rose through the slums
    [03:10.53]And beat all odds
    [03:12.07]We the poster child for
    [03:13.50]Every young ***** in the streets
    [03:15.32]You see us on T.V.
    [03:17.05]You see who your son's inspiring to be
    [03:20.41]It was plenty nights, man
    [03:21.83]We ain't had nothin' to eat
    [03:24.01]I'm talking, cup of noodles
    [03:26.16]Or maybe some cream of wheat
    [03:29.48]Now it's French Andre when we feel like it
    [03:31.98]We don't even do Philippe's
    [03:34.60]I mean, you wouldn't believe me if I showed you
    [03:39.01]I'm talking 10-15 thousand dollars on the tab
    [03:42.84]That's just on wine
    [03:44.68]This lifestyle, it'll blow your mind
    [03:48.39]You know, we goin' have it our way
    [03:51.67]Young kings, living out the dream
    [03:56.77]Bossed up, on every scene
    [04:00.10]The Mobb *****, Barcelini