Anticipate - Young and Healthy Lyrics

And you know what
I agree a hundred percent with what you said yesterday
Either you, either you'll flee somewhere else or you'll take a stand
I'm willing to take the stand, I ain't running
Spellz
Ear phones no speakers kids sleep in the next room
Late night I'm dropping ish studios like the restroom
The studio is the guest room
If guess come and I'm recording the sofa is their new bedroom
These songs be important (Honest)
When I make it and you fam then you stand to get a portion (Uh huh)
Striving to have a guess house next time see my fortune
If she ain't ride when I was just surviving on that sofa
She don't deserve to ride while I'm driving in that Porsha (Facts)
My house is my country property line be my border (Facts)
I'm half country, half city, you see I lived in Florida (Yeah)
New York, Alabama, VA
I have that formula for them east coast cities
I lived in Charlotte I'm no foreigner to North Cacalac
Fayetnam at a time was once my prime habitat
When it's time for tat
I'm a show love to where I roamed were I would call home
Parkchester in the Bronx the 6 train I hopped on
Had to adapt to my environment, knives in the boot
Made sure I made it to my retirement, saw guys on the stoop
I was cool wit them homies but sometimes they would shoot
I never caught one never tried to play the goalie in groups (Never)
Never told like James Comey (Nope)
Did my dirt by my lonely (Yep)
Ain't nobody no me lifestyle was on mute
Made my money in my silence
Abstained from the violence
But had a snub nose
I know how fools act when the club close
They try to cuff hoes
But some of those who hugged poles
Said no and bros egos got shattered
Blamed it on the next man, blood splattered
Like cake batter that missed the pan and hit your hand
That was in Harlem no AC only had fans (Yeah)
The sun was so hot so was the police man (Yeah)
Cops rushing in let me see your hands, blam
The drugs from the house they put in the tan van
Dirty cops stealing weight collect the man's scam
All the base was loaded the next grand slam (That's honest)

I was a X-clan fan
Had the African medallion and the pick with the hand
I was young with a aged soul, In late 80s
Where they cooked ramen and crack wit the same stove (Yep)
We ain't cook the ramen ate it raw with the mix
Add seasoning to the bag and ate it like it was chips
Didn't know it wasn't healthy
I was a army child lived in Military housing
So we know we wasn't wealthy (We knew that though)
They tried to jump LV
I gave him my dad's gun and said them boys shall see (Uh)
Once you show the choppa them boys will be
Clearing out the space like they on LZs
That was back on Fort Lee
Played ball, fought each other, sold and bought for a fee
Without this I would starve so I want it (Uh huh)
I was given appetites for some bars in my stomach (Uh huh)
This gift of rap is what God put upon it (Uh)
I can't give it back in my life it was funded (That's honest)
I hope to inspire tell I retire
And create environments where black kids are admired
Young and healthy
Young and healthy
I play the cards that the good Lord dealt me
God made exactly what you see inside the selfie
Young and healthy
Young and healthy
I play the cards that the good Lord dealt me
God made exactly what you see inside the selfie
Young and healthy
Young and healthy
Young and healthy
Young and healthy
Young and healthy