My Youth

VERSE 1
I remember,no car keys just a bus pass/a clean face no mustache, I use lust cash/always dreaming of a plush pad/cause anything, had to been better than what I had/no dad, I troubled my brothers get help/I stayed in trouble myself trying to double wealth/hung with niggas that carried pistols that'll trouble your health/put your life on the shelf lay low stay stealth/number one rule in the hood never open your mouth/from Baltimore City where most don't consider the south/well consider yourself lucky if you ain't facing a nine/most niggas surviving crime to survive the times/and its real, and this the atmosphere that I was raised in/with savages utilizing rocks like cavemen/talk that bullshit and get you caved in/I might crack a smile but I ain't playing/
CHORUS
I learned some lessons through my adolescents I was running loose/wilding as a youngen out here wasn't my youth/sold weed and pills on my pursuit to get loot/wilding as a youngen out here wasting my youth/older brother taught me to fight but my hood taught me to shoot/wilding as a youngen out here wasting my youth/I wanna rewind time to put my mind to use/wilding as a youngen out here wasting my youth/
VERSE 2
Find inspiration through my depression it help me pen my songs/living life learning some lessons, before I'm dead and gone/I work chasing perfection, making my craft strong/hoping to pocket profit leave something to pass on/to my youngster if I have one, youngsters if I have some/trying to find a way to make the cash come/knowing every breath a nigga take could be my last one/got me on edge I'm as blast before I ask one/motherfucking question, if you test me I'm a pass son/bout action I'm mashing then I'm smashing on the gas son/make my exit as the reaper enter, restless summers, sleepless winters/some nights I had sleep for dinner,you niggas is weak pretenders/you chicken tenders and dip you a fucking snack/I fucking snap then fucking zap ,airing macks/like ninety-five,no tennis shoes, just finish dudes/fuck you niggas who ridicule, and ain't feeling Q/
CHORUS
I learned some lessons through my adolescents I was running loose/wilding as a youngen out here wasn't my youth/sold weed and pills on my pursuit to get loot/wilding as a youngen out here wasting my youth/older brother taught me to fight but my hood taught me to shoot/wilding as a youngen out here wasting my youth/I wanna rewind time to put my mind to use/wilding as a youngen out here wasting my youth/