[Intro]
Sittin' in my room
Then I did some shrooms
Now I'm on the moon

[Verse 1]
It was Goyard totes and Carhartt tees
And art talk, the Coldplay carpet 'round my feet
The Dolce scarf, it's 'round my face, forgot my mask (Fuck, uh)
Fuck up a mood ring, leavin' the Tri-State
I'm on a trip, shorty, don't trip, she know I'm comin' with my plate
Smoke out the zip, joint on my lip, I'm off an eighth of the truffle
Weight in the duffle
Lose and come right back like we played in the bubble
Tear shit down, play in the rubble
True shit, we ain't sayin' it subtle
N***as is leeches, n***as is weeds, dawg
Life ain't a beach, this shit is a see-saw
Shit is egregious, still, slaves is a secrеt
Still want the white man to tell you you prеstigious
Rubbin' shoulders with the demons
N***a is tweakin', ah, hell nah

[Chorus]
Here go another young n***a makin' trouble, yeah
Young n***a makin' trouble, wait
Young n***a makin' trouble, huh
Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen, he don't want the truffle, huh
Trees funkier than a truffle, uh
Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah
Here's another n***a think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
This n***a speakin' his mind, ayy
This n***a shit ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
Here go another young n***a makin' trouble, ayy
Young n***a makin' trouble, wait
Young n***a makin' trouble, huh
[Verse 2]
Young n***a makin' double that money you taxed on and triple the principal
I need patience 'cause I know that I'm gon' get the whole thing, gotta get it in intervals
Got the bases loaded, I'm tryna make it a Soul Train line right at the home plate, talk shit in the interview
Then I put back on my Dolce scarf, say too much and they'll finish you
I am not stupid, I ain't no goofy
Know what the truth is, some shit just truthy
Too many movies
N***as be thinkin' it's real life, 'til it's real life, then they livin' it foolishly
This shit is manic, it's still life, for ill life, now we readin' the eulogy, ah, hell nah
I can't go for the stain, no, my n***a
I can't control the gang, no, my n***as
All think different, ain't the same, see, I figured
If I wanna stay sharp-minded, gotta keep me some sharp n***as
And watch out for shark n***as
No weapon for 'em, not even that Stark n***a
I'm chasin' the dark liquor
With clear water, it break it apart quicker
I'm breakin' the blunt down, put the gun down, now we smokin' some raw n***as

[Chorus]
Here go another young n***a makin' trouble, yeah
Young n***a makin' trouble, wait
Young n***a makin' trouble, huh
Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen, he don't want the truffle, huh
Trees funkier than a truffle, uh
Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah
Here's another n***a think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
This n***a speakin' his mind, ayy
This n***a shit ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
Here go another young n***a makin' trouble, ayy
Young n***a makin' trouble, wait
Young n***a makin' trouble, huh