YN Video (MV)

Another young nigga from the hood
And you can tell
Another young nigga from the hood
And you can tell
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Feelin on 4
Like she tryna read braille
Made it out the hood
When they thought I would fail
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
F*ck graduation
Rather Put it onna scale
F*ck graduation
Make the trap go yea
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Made it out the hood
Forcing moves to prevail
Pray up to heaven
When I'm still causing hell
Young niggas shoot like in they in college hoops
You say you be with killers
Them niggas recruits
You are what you eat
Im assumed you ah fruit
Moments for me are like low hanging fruit
Baby found a new substitute
Ya know why she wanna f*ck onna nigga
I stick to the roots
All roads lead to Rome
And i'm knowing my routes
That's why she bless me with mouth
Yearning my finger through scalps
Love everythang 4 about
Mindset going outrages
When these vibes getting contagious
Damn it girl
You better know yo limits
When you telling me let's get it
Rights at the split end
You know I'm dashing
For nothing less than the cash flow
So please don't be personal
Please don't be irrational
Ya know she gone f*ck to 4
Anytime he skeptical
Ya know she feeling vulnerable
Every time she f*cks to 4
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Playing on my music
And she wet as hell
Playing all my music
She wetter than a whale
Another young nigga from the hood
And you can tell
Another young nigga from the hood
And you can tell
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Feelin on 4
Like she tryna read braille
Made it out the hood
When they thought I would fail
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
F*ck graduation
Rather Put it onna scale
F*ck graduation
Make the trap go yea
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Made it out the hood
Forcing moves to prevail
Pray up to heaven
When I'm still causing hell
Young nigga a fugitive
Armed with that heat
Still bussin them moves
While he stuck in these streets
Tryna the dodge all the heat
Coming from the police
Funeral service been held up the street
Thuggin till the day that he deceased
F*ck going to jail
He gets caught in a raid
Ain't taking no time
Ain't telling on nigga
Ain't takin no pleas
He stuck with the Gs
They know he won't tell
He known to prevail
Regardless of bars surrounding his cell
Towers have failed
Blazing on the trail
Got the Connection booming well
Said he den risen up from hell
I could never judge him
Im straight from the streets
I never could tell
He congruent to me
I know very well
That he ain't tell
Or never judge me
When I had souls to sell
Yea yeah
Yea yeah
New trap bitch
Act like she knows me well
New trap bitch
Get the money out the mail
Yea yeah
Yea yeah
Everything on go
Everything's must sale
New trap bitch
And she get it out the mail
Another young nigga from the hood
And you can tell
Another young nigga from the hood
And you can tell
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Feelin on 4
Like she tryna read braille
Made it out the hood
When they thought I would fail
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
F*ck graduation
Rather Put it onna scale
F*ck graduation
Make the trap go yea
Yea Yeah
Yea Yeah
Made it out the hood
Forcing moves to prevail
Pray up to heaven
When I'm still causing hell