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dingo - young wild & free lyrics

[intro]
one two, one two
cvse, turn me up in the headphones, thats right
real and p-ssionate, calfire
yea !

this for my gang this for my d-mn squad
back in the ghetto and sh-t《
slanging the haze tryna get fast dough
becareful the dope is hasidic《
stuck in my nose up like pinocchio
brenky told me never love them broads
but it seems like i never listen
i got three hoe’s like a bowling ball《
young hungry going out k!lling
with my peers on me like a wolfpack《
i told n-ggas that i’m not nasty
but i’ll always jump on my juice back
i’m fed done with these rags homie
i bet i need some new clothes
if these rats tryna stop me
i’ll cut their face with my claws《
concentrate on my occupation as i write poems for the whole nation
intoxicated with marijuana thats marinated in codeine《
we accepted this lifestyle until poverty became paradise
my other cousin got paralyzed cause he was takin these wrong drugs《
all my homies dont do hugs, all my homies got no jobs
all my homies are stressed out but we never thinking of no suicide, sh-t《
quarantined, yea my n-ggas seen harder times
the love for money got my eyes red but i had never seen no valentine’s, hoe

[pre-hook]
you taste that, you see that you need that dope
you know that it’s wrong but you keep that close《
you roll one, you fall back
and get high, with dark lips you sing like la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

[chorus]
i’m young and im wild i ain’t doing good no more {yeah homie}
no more, doing good no more《
i’m young and im wild i ain’t doing good no more {yeah homie}
no more, doing good no more《
we just feel good in our hood and get high for sure {yeah homie}
for sure, get high for sure.《
we just feel good in our hood and get high for sure {yeah homie}
for sure, get high for sure.《

[verse 2:]

at the liqour store, all my homies uncontrolable
our dreams crashed, when we were sleepin on the kitchen floors《
(faded)
feeling like taking a nap, but f-ck it i gotta be owning a guap
i spend the whole day in the trap i wanna get royalties out of this rap《
i’ll be down with my generation who got love for fornication
who decided to mix probs like drunk driving and education《
preacher coming around town and tryna showing us destiny
but we ended up in that downtown and prolly ended penetentiary《
puff it and puff it and puff it and p-ss
wasted im trying to get in her dress《
she is the only one fighting my stress
but i am afraid we gon make it a mess, yea《
its g code, my homies smoking on beastmode
yea, and she knows got deebos under my pillow《
thats peer pressure, the biggest demon over human nature
told them sweating is my perfume, for the money like im johnny cash《
all my homies are a bit lousy, they be hangin over dope houses《
keep your mother off your party pants
and never leave her with no evidence, cuz hold up《

{pre-hook}
you taste that, you see that you need that dope
you know that it’s wrong but you keep that close《
you roll one, you fall back
and get high, with dark lips you sing like la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

{chorus}
i’m young and im wild i ain’t doing good no more {yeah homie}
no more, doing good no more《
i’m young and im wild i ain’t doing good no more {yeah homie}
no more, doing good no more《
we just feel good in our hood and get high for sure {yeah homie}
for sure, get high for sure.《
we just feel good in our hood and get high for sure {yeah homie}
for sure, get high for sure.《

- dingo lyrics

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