Young World Songtext
von Royce da 5′9″ feat. Vince Staples & G Perico
Young World Songtext
The Carolina Panthers have selected with their
Number one draft pick, Chauncy Blackburn (Hey, young world)
It is rumored that he brought his
Mother into a brand new home (Young world)
She′ll be paying off the interest for the rest
Of her life, congratulations (Hey young world)
Recent action says that P.
Diddy wants to buy the Carolina Panthers (Don't you change)
Fuck the Panthers, we out of fuckin′ panthers
Throwin' Benjamins though we could hardly trust the dancer
The truth should set me free, but somehow I'm stuck with answers
Wish I could give George Zimmerman Karlie Hustle cancer
I made millions off of PRhyme, bruh
No one would front though, like where the fans be lined up?
James Ball was speakin′ to street niggas with peace signs up
Straight boss, my pheromones secrete Elon Musk
I′ve grown to rebuke the Bible, had homies that suicidal
I loaned them until they wronged me when grown men too entitled
Took my first drink at Dr. Dre home 'cause I was homeless
But nowadays wildin′ Roman roamin' should do as I do
I ain′t here for the prize or medals
Knowledge of God, or lies of Devils
Knowledge of I, or the eyes of several
Death from the gun at the drummers expense
Tell Trump don't send a tweet, send a plumber to Flint
Take the sky as your limits
Take the sky as your limits
Same ones that tried to hide your lineage
Young world
Young world, young world, young world
World, world, world, world, world
World, young world-world
Number one draft pick, Chauncy Blackburn (Hey, young world)
It is rumored that he brought his
Mother into a brand new home (Young world)
She′ll be paying off the interest for the rest
Of her life, congratulations (Hey young world)
Recent action says that P.
Diddy wants to buy the Carolina Panthers (Don't you change)
Fuck the Panthers, we out of fuckin′ panthers
Throwin' Benjamins though we could hardly trust the dancer
The truth should set me free, but somehow I'm stuck with answers
Wish I could give George Zimmerman Karlie Hustle cancer
I made millions off of PRhyme, bruh
No one would front though, like where the fans be lined up?
James Ball was speakin′ to street niggas with peace signs up
Straight boss, my pheromones secrete Elon Musk
I′ve grown to rebuke the Bible, had homies that suicidal
I loaned them until they wronged me when grown men too entitled
Took my first drink at Dr. Dre home 'cause I was homeless
But nowadays wildin′ Roman roamin' should do as I do
I ain′t here for the prize or medals
Knowledge of God, or lies of Devils
Knowledge of I, or the eyes of several
Death from the gun at the drummers expense
Tell Trump don't send a tweet, send a plumber to Flint
Take the sky as your limits
Take the sky as your limits
Same ones that tried to hide your lineage
Young world
Young world, young world, young world
World, world, world, world, world
World, young world-world
Writer(s): Ryan D Montgomery, Vince Staples, E. Johnson, J. Nash, M Rutherford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com