From Young

By Rakz

Released on February 13, 2022

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[Intro]

De-De-De-DefBeats did them dirty

Yo


[Chorus]

I been stuck in the roads from young

And I can't lie, it's been loads of fun

Baby, I can not show no love (Nah), but I might know someone

My lightskin ting used to hold my grub

M-I-A used to hold my gun

When the feds come, I gotta run

But I can't breathe 'cause I got smokers lungs


[Verse]

I drop a vid on the 'net and it's trendin'

So I guess that I'm trendy

I'ma make sure you shoot all the gyals

See, I'm cute, and I'm suttin' in the [?]

I couldn't give an F like Fendi (Nah)

I'm chillin' with my G like Gucci (That's real)

I've been up and rockin' Mayfair with Ganzy

She in love with the sushi

She try tell mе she's a virgin, but fuck like a porno movie

I'm chillin' in a blackеd out whoopty

They don't like me 'cause I'm tall and bookey

Bad things on my life, that's down to karma

Had bare gyal bringin' me drama

And she don't wanna be friends

She tryna be my baby mama

She wants a whole load of money and designer things (Whole load of money and designer things)

She wants a wedding and diamond rings

But B, I can't buy those things (No way)

I'm from my hood where I still gotta jugg and wait for my line to ring

But I won't stop till we're all livin' nice at Kings

But most of my guys locked in

If I whoop, ush your girl with a smilin' grin and

She might let me slide it in

Niggas don't look 'cah they're scared that they might get chinged 'cah I'm a guy that sins

I was chillin' in the wing with lifers

Chillin' in the wing with thugs and punks

And couple dirty old timers

I was in the jailhouse with mad yutes

Self-harmers and dirty arse ricids

There's no one else like this

I'm black and I'm white, but my skin tone look like I'm from Cyprus

Mask on my face, I can't catch a virus

Feds ask too much questions, but I know my silence

And please don't step on my section

'Cah we're known for violence

And 'cause I sit in jail, just know that I still get rich in jail

Pissed that the judge didn't give me bail

Gotta hide everything when they spin my cell

Back then, I was thinkin' things like who outside tryna link my girl

Last opp that I bucked, man, I buss his head and his pad mate walkin' with a limp as well


[Chorus]

I been stuck in the roads from young

And I can't lie, it's been loads of fun

Baby, I can not show no love (Nah), but I might know someone

My lightskin ting used to hold my grub

M-I-A used to hold my gun

When the feds come, I gotta run

But I can't breathe 'cause I got smokers lungs