[Intro]
Oh, oh-oh
Young n***a runnin' the world
Tell me, why in the fuck would we care 'bout the city?
Why would we care 'bout the city?
Woah, why in the fuck would we care 'bout the city?
N***as get busy, stay with the glizzy
Woah-woah, woah-woah
Woah, woah, (Jahdiddat), woah-woah

[Chorus]
When you touch a lil' money, real n***as turn fake
You was never gon' ride, I can see it in your face
You was never gon' slide on a n***a broad day
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't pickin' up a K
Young n***a stay fly like I'm goin' out of state
Baby girl don't cry, everything is okay
Let a fuck n***a try, I'ma put him in the grave
From the 215, but I moved to the A

[Post-Chorus]
On the gang-gang-gang, my n***as won't fold
And the gang won't change, won't switch, oh no
This a new plain jane, runnin' through the bankroll
N***a, stay in your lane, stop trippin', lil' bro
N***a, I put on Givenchy when it get a little cold, and
My lil' n***a crazy, he just wanna kill some more, and
I know why they hate me, 'cause I'm gettin' to the dough, and
Shawty want my baby, she can't get it, she a ho

[Verse 1]
I been smokin' on Gelato, got me flyin' outer space
Okay, this a couple grams and I'ma smoke it to the face
Lately I've been goin' brazy, takin' buses out of state
I'ma meet up with the plug and I'ma bring in back the weight
And I ain't goin' after school if I ain't got my .38
N***as watchin', then they plottin', see 'em do it every day
See a n***a pocket watchin', I'ma get him out the way
And I keep it on me, n***a, no we don't play
Just seen a couple thousand on the backend
Took a trip to Calabasas, I'm relaxin'
I ain't really fuckin' with these n***as, they be cappin' (Woo)
I'll turn a n***a straight into a caption
I ain't really fuckin' with these n***as, I be stackin'
All blue Benjamins in my jacket
Keep a .30, bitch, you know we never lackin'
Shawty keep a macaroni, that's a MAC-10
[Chorus]
When you touch a lil' money, real n***as turn fake
You was never gon' ride, I can see it in your face
You was never gon' slide on a n***a broad day
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't pickin' up a K
Young n***a stay fly like I'm goin' out of state
Baby girl don't cry, everything is okay
Let a fuck n***a try, I'ma put him in the grave
From the 215, but I moved to the A

[Verse 2]
I be feelin' like my n***as be my enemies
To be honest, I ain't fuckin' with your energy
I be mixin' up the Perkys with the Hennessy
Fuck a Xanny, they be fuckin' up my memory
I been sippin' codeine, that's a remedy
All these drugs, I don't know what done got into me
I was skippin' school, still doin' chemistry
You ain't gang, you ain't never been a friend to me
It's a young n***a world, fuck a city
Big choppa and the drum hold fifty
Big choppa got double-d titties
N***a, run up on me, catch a wiggy
Drinkin' lean and I've been fuckin' up my kidney
All exotic, I've been smokin' on that sticky
Ridin' 'round Philly with a glizzy
My n***as don't play, we get busy
[Chorus]
When you touch a lil' money, real n***as turn fake
You was never gon' ride, I can see it in your face
You was never gon' slide on a n***a broad day
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't pickin' up a K
Young n***a stay fly like I'm goin' out of state
Baby girl don't cry, everything is okay
Let a fuck n***a try, I'ma put him in the grave
From the 215, but I moved to the A

[Post-Chorus]
On the gang-gang-gang, my n***as won't fold
And the gang won't change, won't switch, oh no
This a new plain jane, runnin' through the bankroll
N***a, stay in your lane, stop trippin', lil' bro
N***a, I put on Givenchy when it get a little cold, and
My lil' n***a crazy, he just wanna kill some more, and
I know why they hate me, 'cause I'm gettin' to the dough, and
Shawty want my baby, she can't get it, she a ho

[Outro]
Oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh