Project Youngin
Fresh To Death
[Chorus]
They say they love the way I'm swaggin', how I be movin'
Don't stress them haters, just stack paper, gettin' to it
Fuck the industry, I'm in these streets, I be manuevering
Oh I dress to kill, I steal they hoes, they tryna sue me
No I'm not retarded, just so special how I'm saucin'
Lil n***a came from nothin', got this money, now I'm bossin'
N***as act like hoes, pillow talkin' where they lost me
Boy I'm fresh to death, they tryna put me in a coffin

[Verse 1]
Way before a deal or the money I had hoes
With the money bought some jewelry, designered all my clothes
Say she love the Youngin, all this sauce I be drippin'
Fuck and keep it movin', ain't no love, I keep it pimpin'
Been gettin' money so this shit ain't have us changing
Way before the rap, was seein' them racks and we was swanging
Been project livin', in the hood where we was aiming
Found a plug on them drugs, we just gaining and maintaining
No I'm not retarded, just so special how I'm saucin'
Know you want to be just like me, n***a this shit cost me
I ain't look up to LeBron, looked up to Chauncey and Jody
Turn them twenties to hundreds, go get that money they showed me

[Chorus]
They say they love the way I'm swaggin', how I be movin'
Don't stress them haters, just stack paper, gettin' to it
Fuck the industry, I'm in these streets, I be manuevering
Oh I dress to kill, I steal they hoes, they tryna sue me
No I'm not retarded, just so special how I'm saucin'
Lil n***a came from nothin', got this money, now I'm bossin'
N***as act like hoes, pillow talkin' where they lost me
Boy I'm fresh to death, they tryna put me in a coffin

[Verse 2]
Now them labels keep on callin', but I ain't called them back
They want my name beside the X, just like I brought the stripe
This year a n***a turned up, I bossed up my life
All gas and no brakes, bitch I'm running red lights
I got my high school diploma, I said fuck college
Soon as I started sellin' crack I got that street knowledge
Look at my drip, look at my swag, I ran up a bag
Four pockets full like I'm Baby while my pants sag
Yeah I fuck a lot but that pussy I don't cum in it
Too busy whippin' babies, I ain't talkin' 'bout no punishment
Ain't gotta run for president, we runnin' shit
I'm in this foreign, top drop, gettin' top, havin' fun and shit, yeah

[Chorus]
They say they love the way I'm swaggin', how I be movin'
Don't stress them haters, just stack paper, gettin' to it
Fuck the industry, I'm in these streets, I be manuevering
Oh I dress to kill, I steal they hoes, they tryna sue me
No I'm not retarded, just so special how I'm saucin'
Lil n***a came from nothin', got this money, now I'm bossin'
N***as act like hoes, pillow talkin' where they lost me
Boy I'm fresh to death, they tryna put me in a coffin, yeah