| So, like I was saying
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| I lost both of my brothers to gun violence
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| Long live Sak, long live Juvy
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| It’s a Young Nigga World
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| (DJ on the beat so it’s a banger)
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| YNW is a family, just thought I’d tell y’all thought
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| Free my brothers, free Melly, free Bort, you already know how that go
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| Young Nigga World, Young Nigga Wave, YNW family
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| Long live the soldiers that are up in heaven right now
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| Let’s get right into the song
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| I can’t find myself no more, I don’t know who I am
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| Pray to God for my soul to replenish
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| On my way to the top, hope I can finish
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| Been hiding from my nightmares, right to sleep in my bed
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| So much crazy thoughts in my brain
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| I’m too young to be this stressed
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| Would never thought it would come down to this right here
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| How can my brothers success be the reason he disappear
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| This had me blown, this had me blown
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| I can’t even let my mind be gone
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| My heart is filled with pain, feel like I’m going insane
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| 'Posed to be sunshine, but instead came the rain
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| Don’t wanna see no more, be in court no more
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| Don’t want Securus visits or a jail call no more
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| Can’t control my emotions, I can’t take it
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| They keep on playing with all this pain, I embrace it
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| Taking my love and keep erasing it
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| Poking holes in me like I am plastic
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| I can’t find myself no more, I don’t know who I am
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| Pray to God for my soul to replenish
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| On my way to the top, hope I can finish
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| Been hiding from my nightmares, right to sleep in my bed
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| So much crazy thoughts in my brain
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| I’m too young to be this stressed (Yeah, yeah)
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| Free my brother Melly, know we miss him
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| Chopper bullets hit them
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| Pussy talking down and be a victim
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| Hundred round drum on the fully, I’ma split them
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| Pussy talk down on the gang, then blick him
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| That was just the jits them
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| Get to shooting shit up like 2K
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| Bitch, I’m too paid, every day another payday
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| Hit my brothers up on the JPay
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| Show 'em that we lit, nigga, every day
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| Stunting backwoods to the face
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| Get to shaking shit up, let it break like a fucking vase
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| When it’s up, bitch, it’s up, let the choppers spray like everywhere
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| And enough is enough 'fore I get to fucking spraying K’s (DJ on the beat so
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| it’s a banger)
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| Free Melly and Melvin, bitch, I scream that shit like every day
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| I can’t find myself no more, I don’t know who I am
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| Pray to God for my soul to replenish
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| On my way to the top, hope I can finish
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| Been hiding from my nightmares, right to sleep in my bed
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| So much crazy thoughts in my brain
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| I’m too young to be this stressed
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| I can’t feel my brain no more had to stay where I am
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| I can’t feel my mind I can’t go down the path where I was
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| Cause I was broken down mispoken and nobody knows how I feel
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| So if I have to die, if I disappear, will anybody even care? |