| You remember that shit we did way way way back in the day?
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| (I remember that) Motherfuckers said it wasn’t gonna work
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| We was some crazy young niggas huh?
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| I’d like to welcome you to Yung Rich Nation
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| I know you been patiently waiting
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| Yung Rich Nation that’s the album
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| Tryna turn the mansion to a castle
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| Diamond shine came from Africa, shine, shine (Africa)
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| (Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors) Ooh, damn, bachelor
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| Turn the club to a massacre (fuck it up, fuck the club up)
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| (If you a broke nigga I’m sad at ya, pitiful) Sad to say
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| First check bought a Audi Coupe
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| It was black and grey like the Raiders
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| First check bought a Challenger
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| It was 10 bands so I paid it
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| Remember the time, Offset he got me high
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| That was right by the neighbors house?
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| Remember the time we broke in the neighbors house
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| That was our first paper route
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| Remember the time they shot up my mama house
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| 12 tried to make it my fault
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| Remember the time you niggas laughed at me
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| Said that I wouldn’t bond out
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| You say that you trappin', take you to the bando
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| Hand you a fork, see what you bout
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| Before we made the song Hit Em' wit it
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| We was knockin' niggas out
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| Before we made the song 'Birds', pelicans fly to the south
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| Niggas talkin' stupid up in crowd
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| Jumped in the crowd and punched em' in the mouth
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| First time we in Miami, we had a gangsta shootout
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| Dope in my sock, and we beat the trap out
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| Don’t come in my trap if you unannounced (Pussy)
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| Diamond shine came from Africa (Shine, shine, Africa)
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| Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors (Ooh, dab, bachelor)
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| Turn the club to a massacre (fuck it up, fuck the club up)
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| If you a broke nigga I’m sad at ch’ya (pitiful, sad to say)
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| Remember the time, I did my first break and enter?
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| Me, myself & I ain’t had nobody wit me
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| Cause I ain’t want my uncles know I did it
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| Remember the time I got kicked out for havin' gas stashed in my locker?
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| In the gym choppin' it up wit my partners
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| Next thing you know got walked out by the coppers
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| First juug I hit at school, Lord please forgive me
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| I know you remember that
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| 6 period plotted on my teacher had to hit for that fundraiser fanny pack
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| Got home and counted the check
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| I’m thinkin' to myself Takeoff what you gon' do wit that
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| Call the plug up ask him where he at
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| I’m celebratin' smokin' back to back
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| Remember that time Quavo came home with a full grown marijuana plant
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| Stinkin' up the crib tryin' dry it off in the oven it was still wet
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| Mama came in smelt the odor said «Damn boy I can catch contact»
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| I got that dope talkin' anthrax, hit a fat one when we hit for fifty racks
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| Diamond shine came from Africa (Shine, shine, Africa)
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| Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors (Ooh, dab, bachelor)
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| Turn the club to a massacre (fuck it up, fuck the club up)
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| If you a broke nigga I’m sad at ch’ya (pitiful, sad to say) |