Ab$olute_369 - Y.B.N (Young Boss Nigga) Lyrics

Word on the beat, word on the beat
Three six nine shit, yeah
Y'all niggas don't know how we coming nigga
Back going stupid all year

Dropping on these, f*ck niggas, check it

Young boss nigga, I'm a keep on winning
I'm a keep stacking this money to the ceiling
F*ck a bitch nigga, I don't care about your Opinion
Disrespect me, whole squad get to spinning

Young boss nigga, I'm a keep on winning
I'ma keep stacking this money to the ceiling
F*ck a bitch nigga, I don't care about your Opinion
Disrespect me, whole squad get to spinning

Just keep grinding boy, I do this for the Helpless
And for the females I neglected, I was selfish
Just a little prideful, sometimes I can't help it

Been through a lot, maybe that's my main Influence
Trust show me even, Jesus got betrayed by Judas
Just like Patron on ice, the flow been fluid
I told myself I could do it, once I, put my mind To it
You can't talk pain, if you never been through It
I'll ride for my brothers, always trust one Another
Keep the brotherhood deep, never accept Any sucker
Niggas be leeches, trying to act like undercovers
Acting like they love ya, but I never really Trust them
Snakes in disguise, I can see it through your Eyes
You can't be a thug and in between, playing Both sides
Take a slow sip, hop out the whip and let it Ghost ride
Niggas living with they moms, talking mob Ties

Young boss nigga, I went I got it by myself
I ain't had no handouts, ain't nobody give me Help
Now I'm on top of the world, got a better View of Mars
I'm blowing loud in the clouds, I'm Somewhere, out by the stars
You either stand on business or sit your rich Ass down
Talking out the side of your neck, that's the Main Reason we hound niggas
Glock 40 hugging on me, never switching up Cause she down
Know it for a fact, she'll wipe a little pussy ass Nigga down
F*cking on fours, turn it slow, plus I smell, like A pound
Never catch me slipping Scottie Pippen, I got Thirty-Three rounds on me
I'm about to cook 20 thou, only thing that They found
If you wanna get some money, dawg, then sit Your ass down, let it pile on em

Ayy, so you with it or what?
I got a plan to get them bands, bro, that's just Our luck
If this shit work out, dawg, we gone be up
Man, I'm tired of bein' stuck, we can't f*ck This up
Bad bitches used to diss me, acting iffy
Now they all on my phone, trying to tell me That they miss me
How they didn't see me in a while, and I been Acting distant
Probably cause a nigga hit the exit, bitch, Deuces

Ayy, I'm a slime ball
You can play Bugs Bunny, I'm a mind star
All my niggas known for swipin', get a Chime Card
Took a Uber just to lift him up, give it five Stars
I ain't giving money, bitch, stack or starve
Would of thought I was from Flint, how I Grind hard
Diamonds dancing in the sun, bitch, this grind On me