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yung seventeen - mr. yung seventeen lyrics

(mr. yung seventeen! mr. yung seventeen!)
(mr. yung seventeen! mr. yung seventeen!)
(mr. yung seventeen! mr. yung seventeen!)
(mr. yung seventeen! mr. yung seventeen!)

huh, huh, huh)
(hold up, hold up, hold up)

hold up, hold up, hold up
(no more dreaming)
hold up, hold up, hold up
(not ever sleeping)
hold up, hold up, hold up
(i stay believing i’mma get it
i’mma get it
hold up, hold up, hold up
(i don’t care about opinions, never)
hold up, hold up, hold up
(never, nah! i’m pourin’ up)

hold up, hold up, hold up
(woah! oh! oh! woah! oh! oh!)
(woah! oh! oh! oh! oh!)
(woah! oh! oh! oh! oh!)

(huh! huh! huh! huh)
(huh! huh! huh! huh! huh!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)

(yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!)
money on my mind, money on my mind, money on my mind
yeah, yeah, yeah
you’re looking at a rеal one, sh+t so hard to find
sh+t’s so hard to find, yeah

now i’ve got thе game on lock down
if i do this sh+t, then touch+down
i was really motherf+ckin’ down
you were like who you and
now you wanna know test sounds

(mr. yung seventeen!)

i don’t care ‘bout respect
just give me h+lla checks
give me h+lla checks
i don’t gotta prove that i’m living for my raps
it’s mr. yung seventeen written in all caps
come on, give it up
get my money up
i’m rollin’ up a blunt
i got a double cup
and i’m flowin’ on this sh+t
i just can not flop
why am i tripped out in the lobby?
i gotta go to the top floor
(mr. yung seventeen!)

this sh+t gettin’ way too hot, it’s burning
hot
this sh+t gettin’ way too hot it’s hot, hot
i doubled up my cup and i’m smokin’ pot, top
yeah, we shot him, left his body outside to rot

i’m way too high for that bullsh+t, yeah, huh
i’m way too high for that bullsh+t b+tch, yeah, yeah
yeah, but i’m way too hot for that bullsh+t b+tch, huh
so don’t be ruining mission rich

(mr. yung seventeen!)

yeah, i do that money
imma throw even more
yeah, i really did that
pop out at my show
benjamins fallin’ on the floor
hoe on go
lil bitty b+tch suck us all
in a row
jump on that d+ck
fo a honey bunny hoe
she gon’ get it, get it
so in love with smoke and the blow
and the whole gang hit it
nah, she ain’t said no
got the whole club on
twerkin’ shi’ they f+ckin’ with the flow
(pull up with this bish she lookin’ new, new)
(pull up with this bish she lookin’ new, new)
(brand new sh+t, money sh+t, yeah)

(mr. yung seventeen!)

yeah, yeah!
something cl!cked
i didn’t have no lunch money
and in a blink
i got these hundreds
them sweet honey bunnies
i used to rock nada
now bruno banani
now i got all the dinero, it’s funny
how sh+t changed, the game mine i run it, huh
i be that schizo motherf+cker, but
i’m still on drugs
still don’t give a f+ck
become food for bugs
die in a monster truck
the only thing left of you is a stain on my rug

(mr. yung seventeen!)

flashing lights
paparazzi trynna follow me through night
yeah, i posted this sh+t so you can bite
i got this glock b+tch boy, ain’t finna fight you, yeah
i guess this my fault, fell in love with money
couldn’t come correct with it
yeah, i did everything
nevery played pretend

and it shows
still in my raps
this sh+t gon’ take me top
trending
yeah, i feel like a narc
every time that x bend me

(i just sent that hoe some pictures)
(she can see my reflections in a private jet window)

(mr. yung seventeen!)

oh, is this life sh+t? yeah
oh, oh am i alive
oh, is this alive sh+t?
only deep dive sh+t (only deep dive sh+t)
oh is this life sh+t? yeah
oh, oh, am i alive? (oh, am i alive?)
only deep dive sh+t (only deep dive sh+t)
oh, is this alive?

(oh, am i alive sh+t?)
(oh, is this alive sh+t? yeah!
yeah! yeah!)

(mr. yung seventeen!)

(yuh! yuh!)
i fell in love with money
i fell in love with money
i fell in love with money
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i fell in love with money
i fell in love with money
i fell in love with +
yeah
stacked up to the roof
it might blow up, huh, huh
stacked up to the roof
it might blow up, huh, huh

i know it gone blow up
i know it gone blow up
i know it gone blow up
i know it gone blow up

(mr. yung seventeen!)

i want about a million dollars
but not in the bank
i’m trynna spend the whole d+mn thang
prolly spend it on hoes and some clothes
and some dank
i really came to save the game
and i don’t need a thank
lemme drop this and another one
then we gone see who the top 3
i ain’t even ranked

(i, i, i want about a million dollars)
(i want about a million dollars, yeah)
(i want about a million! i want about a million dollars!)

(mr. yung seventeen!)

yeah, yeah
all of these hoes need to get off my d+ck, yeah
all of these hoes need to get off my d+ck
they annoying as sh+t
i used to smoke a lil backy after hitting a l!ck and
i’m still posted up with a bl!ck and
now i rock expensive sh+t, hand picked
i don’t give a f+ck ‘bout a chick
give me them checks
i’m counting money you perplexed
f+ck a drug free zone, no flex
b+tch, i ain’t trynna hear nun, don’t even text

this issey miyake is brand new
this style sick in the head flu
you a broke lil b+tch, i don’t want you
i bought ricky for me and the whole crew
did i really sell soul for balenci shoe?
yeah, i needed a fancy boot
this hoe got played like kahoot
you is a bop, it ain’t cute
you swearin’ that she the love of your life, but
bro, she swallowed me first
they kept me in a bubble for too long, yeah
i’m ‘bout to burst

(mr. yung seventeen!)

i want big bills
benjamin faces
yeah for real, real
catch a k!ll, i seal deal
yeah and i still feel
like i need to chill will
i just dropped some fye sh+t
bet you gone steal, steal
b+tch, i’m f+cking cursed
money too big make my motherf+ckin’ pockets burst
this b+tch can not quit her thirst
okay, you doin’ it now
b+tch boy i did it first
i don’t got to drop it just so i know i made it
get dispersed
(ha+ha!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

(mr. yung seventeen!)

i’mma die by my gun
i’mma die by my money, yeah
i’mma crashout just for fun

all of y’all p+ssy boys is my sons
(woof! woof!)
we both some dogs, but you bark
(grrah!)
put opp’s ashes in the blunt, i spark
i woke up too f+cked up, i don’t know where i parked
now they collecting his body parts, he was actin’ smart

(mr. yung seventeen!)

the money may change me, but
i’m not phasing
i’m rolling up a blunt
i’m pouring up my cup
i don’t know if it saved me, but
it made me wavy
i’m really on some
on really more than one
do you see what i did?
did you hear what i said?
i feel like the highest bid
imma spend all my bread
i fell in love with diamonds
bury me with them, dead
now this sh+t don’t make no sense
stayed a million steps head
i still don’t got enough, nah
i still don’t got enough! i need more, need more bucks)
(i’ma stay d+down when sh+t get rough)
(he was talkin’ sh+t, he got smoked like puff+puff)

(mr. yung seventeen!)

look at him!
he high than a motherf+cker
yeah, yeah, yeah
he high than a motherf+cker
me and the gang, we get high than some motherf+ckers
yeah, yeah
we get high thsn some motherf+ckers

yeah, yeah, yeah
now we get high on life
now we get high on life
now we get high on life
yeah, yeah, yeah
now we get high on life
now we get high on life
don’t listen to n0body sayin’ you ain’t gonna make it
don’t listen to n0body sayin’ that you ain’t gonna make it

(mr. yung seventeen!)

huh, huh, huh
i been on it since seventeen
huh, huh, huh
i been on it since seventeen
huh, huh, huh
i been on it since seventeen
yeah, yeah
i been talking ‘bout drugs, i been talking ‘bout life
i been talking ‘bout blunts, i been talking ‘bout dirt in my sprite, yeah
i been talking ‘bout blood, i be talking ‘bout murder all night, huh
i be talking ‘bout money a lot, yeah i need to get me right
f+ck is you talkin’ about?
if you ain’t talkin’ money like don’t even come near
near me
turn up the music like do you hear me?
hear me?
yeah, i did a lot and now they all wanna be me
hahah!

(mr. yung seventeen!)

i don’t even sleep
x get my mood switch all too steep i was in the motherf+ckin’ trench too deep
i don’t even wanna hear the message after beep
f+ck what you gotta say, night time creep
we shot his bro now his other bros weep
i gotta let go of the cup and the weed
now i’m too rich got these other hoes freed

i planted the og seed
mixtape on bad sh+t, it’s all pg
b+tch i’m a dog, one of a kind breed
you can hear this music sh+t what i breathe
i was too broke, rockin’ all white tees
they already getting there, i barely even teased anything
i don’t want a wedding ring, i want a diamond bling
now they jealous of the way i sing
and rap

(mr. yung seventeen!)
(no more dreams!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)
(no more dreams!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)
(no more dreams!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)
(no more dreams!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)
(mr. yung seventeen!)

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