5'8 big dude, ion really think you want these issues
Ran down, gun down, yeah I used to wake up to them gun sounds
Young man, Young man
Mama had to treat like a grown man
Young man, young man, now I'm chasing paper, like a grown man
Now when they see me they go ham
I'm in the studio, cooking like Rosanne
I got a bitch on my left and my right hand
I just be scoring and going, like got damn
I'm at the top and I'm chillin like
Woo
Who gon stop me, I know it's not you
I'm in that kitty, she screaming like ooou
My diamonds cold, I gotta I'll achoo, ya
Blessings, on blessing , on blessing, my granny sending them blessings from heaven
OK I see you, I'm scoring like Kevin
Like shout out to Spaz I know you was stepping
Shout out to god he threw me some lessons
I'm in the field, you throw it, I catch it
I got these hunnies on me and these hunnids on me, my pockets be blue, ya they cripping ,damn
I gotta go, I gotta go
Envy a nigga, I need me a pole
I got this bitch that I even don't know
Moved to the south, but Iowa home
Shout out to Brady, he keeping it cool
I knew my dude, since middle of school
Now I be working to get us some jewels
Might move out to Cali, I'm loving the move
Back on that ape shit, I just be smoking that gas on gas, I might be Jamaican
No I'm not Haitian, but I be bopping and shit, cut it up like I'm Jason
My family happy, I'm chasing bag,
Came from that struggle, I came from the rags
Now I need Louis and Gucci on me
Like I got this talent, I'm taxing a fee
Pull up in Audi, or pull up in Jag
I mixed the Gucci and Fendi with Rafs
I was born like a beast, I was born in lab
See a red light, I might floor on the gas
I hit up Weston when I need some hoes, but she need to suck me up when I'm on the road
I'm with my guys, we T'd to the bone when I need some help they ready to go
I been going and going and going
I been going and going and going
5'8 big dude, ion really think you want these issues
Ran down, gun down, yeah I used to wake up to them gun sounds
Young man, Young man
Mama had to treat like a grown man
Young man, young man, now I'm chasing paper, like a grown man
T.Ro$e - Young Man Lyrics
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5'8 big dude, ion really think you want these issues
Ran down, gun down, yeah I used to wake up to them gun sounds
Young man, Young man
Mama had to treat like a grown man
Young man, young man, now I'm chasing paper, like a grown man
Now when they see me they go ham
I'm in the studio, cooking like Rosanne
I got a bitch on my left and my right hand
I just be scoring and going, like got damn
I'm at the top and I'm chillin like
Woo
Who gon stop me, I know it's not you
I'm in that kitty, she screaming like ooou
My diamonds cold, I gotta I'll achoo, ya
Blessings, on blessing , on blessing, my granny sending them blessings from heaven
OK I see you, I'm scoring like Kevin
Like shout out to Spaz I know you was stepping
Shout out to god he threw me some lessons
I'm in the field, you throw it, I catch it
I got these hunnies on me and these hunnids on me, my pockets be blue, ya they cripping ,damn
I gotta go, I gotta go
Envy a nigga, I need me a pole
I got this bitch that I even don't know
Moved to the south, but Iowa home
Shout out to Brady, he keeping it cool
I knew my dude, since middle of school
Now I be working to get us some jewels
Might move out to Cali, I'm loving the move
Back on that ape shit, I just be smoking that gas on gas, I might be Jamaican
No I'm not Haitian, but I be bopping and shit, cut it up like I'm Jason
My family happy, I'm chasing bag,
Came from that struggle, I came from the rags
Now I need Louis and Gucci on me
Like I got this talent, I'm taxing a fee
Pull up in Audi, or pull up in Jag
I mixed the Gucci and Fendi with Rafs
I was born like a beast, I was born in lab
See a red light, I might floor on the gas
I hit up Weston when I need some hoes, but she need to suck me up when I'm on the road
I'm with my guys, we T'd to the bone when I need some help they ready to go
I been going and going and going
I been going and going and going
5'8 big dude, ion really think you want these issues
Ran down, gun down, yeah I used to wake up to them gun sounds
Young man, Young man
Mama had to treat like a grown man
Young man, young man, now I'm chasing paper, like a grown man
Ran down, gun down, yeah I used to wake up to them gun sounds
Young man, Young man
Mama had to treat like a grown man
Young man, young man, now I'm chasing paper, like a grown man
Now when they see me they go ham
I'm in the studio, cooking like Rosanne
I got a bitch on my left and my right hand
I just be scoring and going, like got damn
I'm at the top and I'm chillin like
Woo
Who gon stop me, I know it's not you
I'm in that kitty, she screaming like ooou
My diamonds cold, I gotta I'll achoo, ya
Blessings, on blessing , on blessing, my granny sending them blessings from heaven
OK I see you, I'm scoring like Kevin
Like shout out to Spaz I know you was stepping
Shout out to god he threw me some lessons
I'm in the field, you throw it, I catch it
I got these hunnies on me and these hunnids on me, my pockets be blue, ya they cripping ,damn
I gotta go, I gotta go
Envy a nigga, I need me a pole
I got this bitch that I even don't know
Moved to the south, but Iowa home
Shout out to Brady, he keeping it cool
I knew my dude, since middle of school
Now I be working to get us some jewels
Might move out to Cali, I'm loving the move
Back on that ape shit, I just be smoking that gas on gas, I might be Jamaican
No I'm not Haitian, but I be bopping and shit, cut it up like I'm Jason
My family happy, I'm chasing bag,
Came from that struggle, I came from the rags
Now I need Louis and Gucci on me
Like I got this talent, I'm taxing a fee
Pull up in Audi, or pull up in Jag
I mixed the Gucci and Fendi with Rafs
I was born like a beast, I was born in lab
See a red light, I might floor on the gas
I hit up Weston when I need some hoes, but she need to suck me up when I'm on the road
I'm with my guys, we T'd to the bone when I need some help they ready to go
I been going and going and going
I been going and going and going
5'8 big dude, ion really think you want these issues
Ran down, gun down, yeah I used to wake up to them gun sounds
Young man, Young man
Mama had to treat like a grown man
Young man, young man, now I'm chasing paper, like a grown man
Writer: Andy Summers, T Rose
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