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young prospects - gangland lyrics

[hook: $lade] x 2
ima young n-gga on the move (aye)
quit the playin’, boy you know you ain’t smooth (aye)
when you up against me, you gon lose
stop frontin on me n-gga, you know who she gon choose (aye)

[verse 1: $lade]
i ain’t never really playin
n-gga better check himself before he start up wit the hatin
better speak up if you talkin, i ain’t hearin what you sayin
i ain’t finna deal wit n0body till i’m done blazin
till i’m done blazin
i said till i’m done blazin
better speak up if you talkin, i ain’t hearin what you sayin
i ain’t finna deal wit n0body till i’m done blazin

[verse 2: gu@po]
free the homie tj, never attempted homi
yeah i’m nice but f-ck wit me i might just catch a body
glock a s-x offender like his name is bill cosby
f-ckin b-tches. gettin money, stupid n-gga that’s my hobby
i’m just tryna get straight off the block, no cappin
told my lil bro that i got him until the casket
yes i got shooters lil n-gga, quit askin
bro let me crash for a year, it’s deeper than rappin
n-ggas remember days when we was broke, we was trapped in
but now a n-gga’s focused on the money, that was back then
body after body, shape shiftin like i’m ben 10
she was trippin on me so n-gga i just f-cked her friend, yeah
these b-tches f-ckin wit a n-gga for the clout
but she wasn’t talkin sh-t when my d-ck was in her mouth
got some family, yeah the be f-ckin trappin down south
i’d rather fight a n-gga but my goons gon air him out

[verse 3: 2$lumpt]
aye
posted wit my n-ggas and we steady gettin f-cked up
tryna say you wit the sh-ts, gon get yo -ss f-cked up
tryna talk down, you gon get yo lil b-tch f-cked
get buck
like a skater i just get buck
count up
i’m just tryna count these bands
she steady in my dm’s but i thought she had a mans
i’m rollin up, i’m pourin up, might pop a couple xans
off that natty daddy, n-ggas might just pull up do they dance
yo b-tch feenin for the white, she stuck up in a trance
brodie strapped up, you might confuse him for a trans
young n-gga, i just wanna count up bands (count it up aye)
i just wanna count up bands
gas pack (gas pack)
this sh-t got a n-gga slumped (got me slumped)
n-ggas talkin this and that but they ain’t runnin up (ain’t runnin up)
p-ssy n-gga thought that we wasn’t gon turn up
until he seen my n-ggas h-lla deep ready f-ck it up
stop actin (stop actin)
i ain’t forcin sh-t, no cappin (no cap)
this sh-t really the mob n-gga this more than rappin (more than rap)
mixin drugs got a n-gga sleep, b-tch i’m nappin
and i heard you got the pack so we might pull up and just tax it n-gga

- young prospects lyrics

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