[Intro: Jelly Roll]
The young gun
I'm grievin' for the young gun
I'm thinkin' 'bout them young guns

[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]
Lil' homie got life, he was only sixteen
Lil' homie would pop pills, lil' homie would sip lean
Used to tell him all the time, lil' homie just get clean
Said "I had to do it, Jelly, they were tryna kill me"
So I feel the weight on my shoulder blades
Know that any day I could explode with rage
The one that know the least always got the most to say
If it's made us strong nobody get blown away
Still I'm country as catfish with coleslaw
I done seen 'em get hit over a phone call
I done seen 'em go switch and outta toes y'all
I done seen a man go snitch on all his road dogs
Doin' this awhile and I don't feel it anymore
But I came a long way from when I'm kickin' in them doors
Told me build a legacy and I been buildin' it for sure
I've been dreamin' that I'm walkin' on a million dollar floor
Woke up on the dark side of the moon
Listen close, hear my soul singin' out of tune
And they say you're out of mind if you're outta fuel
I feel like I'm out my mind and without a clue
And I told my nephew, don't let 'em deceive you
You don't get another shot, you don't get a redo
You don't get another take, you don't get a sequel
So don't let it stress you, remember to keep cool
[Pre-Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I light night skies with taillights
I hear those wolves call goodnight
I feel those flames burn inside
I wear no mask or disguise

[Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I'm a young gun
They ask where do we come from
From a place where most people run from
Where the men of the family die so young
So the women gotta raise up the young ones
Goodnight to the young guns
Mama take care of the young ones
Grow up to be someone
I grew up to be a young gun

[Verse 2: Struggle Jennings]
Mama cried when my daddy passed away
Then she stepped up to the plate to raise a man
And I ain't understand at the time, I was only ten
Had a feelin' that my destiny had been planned
I'll be damned if I end up like he did
Faster with the banger than Billy the Kid
Never had a father figure, only 2Pac and hard liquor
Ambitionz of a ridah, westside
Face first in the streets, all eyez on me
Tryna fill a legacy
Forty-five and I have a key so demons never leave
Even though mama prayed up, I still stayed up
Late nights in a dark alley
Call of the wild, screaming out, callin' my name
My soul has been pulled up by chains, back in the reins
Apache blood runs through my veins
Came from the flame so I cannot explain
The feelin' I get from the pain
Comfort I get from the chaos, at home on these streets
I can't stay off I'm lit like the candles in seance
They pray on my people and say that we're evil
We're dyin' by needles to fly with the eagles
They laws are illegal, immoral, deceitful
I guess I'm supposed to be passive and peaceful
[Pre-Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I light night skies with taillights
I hear those wolves call goodnight
I feel those flames burn inside
I wear no mask or disguise

[Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I'm a young gun
They ask where do we come from
From a place where most people run from
Where the men of the family die so young
So the women gotta raise up the young ones
Goodnight to the young guns
Mama take care of the young ones
Grow up to be someone
I grew up to be a young gun

[Pre-Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
I light night skies with taillights
I hear those wolves call goodnight
I feel those flames burn inside
I wear no mask or disguise
I'm a young gun