Respect on It
By Project Youngin (2017)
On album Patience (2017)
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[Chorus]
When the people doubted me I never tripped on them n*ggas
I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them n*ggas
Never backstage or gossip I'm so sick of these n*ggas
Swear they know everything but don't see the big picture
I ain't in this by myself them kids look up to me
Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs
When you mention my name better put respect on it
Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm a mind set up all about the dollar
Ain't got time for these f*ck n*ggas make problems
I'm tryin'a ball today f*ck tomorrow, get my money larger
Apply pressure and go harder
I'm a dope sellin' money gettin' n*gga
f*ck them hoes up on my scrilla
Don't be playin' ‘bout my money we squeeze triggers
I play the ball but now it's a different court
NBA said I won't do sh*t, I've found a different sport
I had to [?] and move out them songs
You thought I wasn't [?] gettin' rich off my phone
I ball to hard like [?] out the long
If you ain't talkin' money, leave me the f*ck alone
[Chorus]
When the people doubted me I never tripped on them n*ggas
I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them n*ggas
Never backstage or gossip I'm so sick of these n*ggas
Swear they know everything but don't see the big picture
I ain't in this by myself them kids look up to me
Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs
When you mention my name better put respect on it
Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah
[Verse 2]
Been on my own I, mama your baby boy grown now
I'm on the traffic movin' zones I
Killin' every song I, on the roll [?]
Papa was a rolling stone but tried to hit me ‘cause I'm on now
I'm just trappin' and rappin', I'm rhymin' and stackin'
I'm a make this sh*t happen, catch me out it's no lackin'
Had to designer my parents, I ain't lovin' these hoes, I just f*ck them and nap them
Had to tell myself I was going to do something, I did it
And if I ever told you I love you sh*t I meant it
This [?] ‘till I'm finished, I'm Popeye off the spinach
When I pop up they gon' feel me, all that [?] just kill it
It's the Youngin hoe
[Chorus]
When the people doubted me I never tripped on them n*ggas
I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them n*ggas
Never backstage or gossip I'm so sick of these n*ggas
Swear they know everything but don't see the big picture
I ain't in this by myself them kids look up to me
Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs
When you mention my name better put respect on it
Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah
When the people doubted me I never tripped on them n*ggas
I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them n*ggas
Never backstage or gossip I'm so sick of these n*ggas
Swear they know everything but don't see the big picture
I ain't in this by myself them kids look up to me
Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs
When you mention my name better put respect on it
Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm a mind set up all about the dollar
Ain't got time for these f*ck n*ggas make problems
I'm tryin'a ball today f*ck tomorrow, get my money larger
Apply pressure and go harder
I'm a dope sellin' money gettin' n*gga
f*ck them hoes up on my scrilla
Don't be playin' ‘bout my money we squeeze triggers
I play the ball but now it's a different court
NBA said I won't do sh*t, I've found a different sport
I had to [?] and move out them songs
You thought I wasn't [?] gettin' rich off my phone
I ball to hard like [?] out the long
If you ain't talkin' money, leave me the f*ck alone
[Chorus]
When the people doubted me I never tripped on them n*ggas
I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them n*ggas
Never backstage or gossip I'm so sick of these n*ggas
Swear they know everything but don't see the big picture
I ain't in this by myself them kids look up to me
Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs
When you mention my name better put respect on it
Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah
[Verse 2]
Been on my own I, mama your baby boy grown now
I'm on the traffic movin' zones I
Killin' every song I, on the roll [?]
Papa was a rolling stone but tried to hit me ‘cause I'm on now
I'm just trappin' and rappin', I'm rhymin' and stackin'
I'm a make this sh*t happen, catch me out it's no lackin'
Had to designer my parents, I ain't lovin' these hoes, I just f*ck them and nap them
Had to tell myself I was going to do something, I did it
And if I ever told you I love you sh*t I meant it
This [?] ‘till I'm finished, I'm Popeye off the spinach
When I pop up they gon' feel me, all that [?] just kill it
It's the Youngin hoe
[Chorus]
When the people doubted me I never tripped on them n*ggas
I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them n*ggas
Never backstage or gossip I'm so sick of these n*ggas
Swear they know everything but don't see the big picture
I ain't in this by myself them kids look up to me
Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs
When you mention my name better put respect on it
Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah
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