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Bobby Grand - Y.A.H.T. (Young, Ambitious, Having Things) Lyrics
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Ay
Its Bili, nigga
This shit cold
Taking trips across the globe, baby I'm gone, f*ck going home
I rather hustle, on the road, I'm on a roll
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
Ay, I feel like Pac, I feel like B.I.G.
Ay, I feel like 40, I feel like Nip, yea
Runnin my city, im in full sprint, ay
Sucka duckin, cuz you niggas is bitch, yea
Im so driven, I'm so ambitious
This that same ambition that got ya girl missin
Always the type to take action, I don't do no one wishin
Runnin my plays wit no lag, look like I'm glitchin
I could never be stuck
Cause even if I'm down and out, I got that hustle on tuck
The bounce back is like jiggly cheeks
Get on my feet, and give these niggas crazy work
Sean McCoy in cleats
Tryna run up a bag, like a mil or two hunnid
Then flip and triple my worth, nigga I'm Bili Buffet
Snatch my fam up and disappear, turn to a ghost
Last image of me, in a Wraith, doing the most
Taking trips across the globe, baby I'm gone, f*ck going home
I rather hustle, on the road, I'm on a roll
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
Ay, I feel like Ross, I feel like Ye
Ay, I feel like like Hov, I feel like Jay
Yea, a billionaire, in the make
Ay, and where you from
I'm from The Bay, bitch
Home of the bip, I come from pimps
Player niggas wit limps, you better cuff yo chick
Yea, bunch of young husslas , wit short temps
Come round here talking that shit, and leave wit bumpy lips
Ay, promise im being honest when I say I'm the shit
F*ck tryna be modest, f*ck tryna be friendly
Man I'm tryna be deadly, God bout to hand me the world
Im just tryna be ready
What it feel like to be young black & ambitious, amazing
Meanwhile you just broke and you bitchin, that's crazy
Sold out tours, they screaming my lyrics, that's wavy
Couldn't do it without the team
Shout out the navy, It's Bili
Taking trips across the globe, baby I'm gone, f*ck going home
I rather hustle, on the road, I'm on a roll
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
No matter how hard you try, you'll never be this fly
Way up in the sky, way up
I only appear where money flies, if i'm gon leave her thighs
And I, show my face, then pay up
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
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Ay
Its Bili, nigga
This shit cold
Taking trips across the globe, baby I'm gone, f*ck going home
I rather hustle, on the road, I'm on a roll
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
Ay, I feel like Pac, I feel like B.I.G.
Ay, I feel like 40, I feel like Nip, yea
Runnin my city, im in full sprint, ay
Sucka duckin, cuz you niggas is bitch, yea
Im so driven, I'm so ambitious
This that same ambition that got ya girl missin
Always the type to take action, I don't do no one wishin
Runnin my plays wit no lag, look like I'm glitchin
I could never be stuck
Cause even if I'm down and out, I got that hustle on tuck
The bounce back is like jiggly cheeks
Get on my feet, and give these niggas crazy work
Sean McCoy in cleats
Tryna run up a bag, like a mil or two hunnid
Then flip and triple my worth, nigga I'm Bili Buffet
Snatch my fam up and disappear, turn to a ghost
Last image of me, in a Wraith, doing the most
Taking trips across the globe, baby I'm gone, f*ck going home
I rather hustle, on the road, I'm on a roll
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
Ay, I feel like Ross, I feel like Ye
Ay, I feel like like Hov, I feel like Jay
Yea, a billionaire, in the make
Ay, and where you from
I'm from The Bay, bitch
Home of the bip, I come from pimps
Player niggas wit limps, you better cuff yo chick
Yea, bunch of young husslas , wit short temps
Come round here talking that shit, and leave wit bumpy lips
Ay, promise im being honest when I say I'm the shit
F*ck tryna be modest, f*ck tryna be friendly
Man I'm tryna be deadly, God bout to hand me the world
Im just tryna be ready
What it feel like to be young black & ambitious, amazing
Meanwhile you just broke and you bitchin, that's crazy
Sold out tours, they screaming my lyrics, that's wavy
Couldn't do it without the team
Shout out the navy, It's Bili
Taking trips across the globe, baby I'm gone, f*ck going home
I rather hustle, on the road, I'm on a roll
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
No matter how hard you try, you'll never be this fly
Way up in the sky, way up
I only appear where money flies, if i'm gon leave her thighs
And I, show my face, then pay up
I'm just young, young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things
Young and ambitious and I'm having things, having things
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Writer: Bobby James Jr Pope, James Robert Treat Jr
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