Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Hi-Currency, Prince-D
Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Yeah Ayeayeaeyayeo
You are rocking with the Yung Lord
Ever since I was a young boy
I always wanted my own shit
Now I got it and I want more
Already know what I come for,
Go against me then you done for
Try'na stop my money, guess what dummy
(What nigga) then I want yours
And I'mma take it if you make me nigga
All that chatting do not phase me nigga
Let em' know I'mma 90's baby
But this shit gon' crack like the 80's with it
Snapback logo got the Yankees nigga
No my shit ain't got navy in it
It's black and gold, I'll snatch a soul
Straight to hell is where I take these niggas
They say he move like the devil,
It's the young prince coming straight from ghetto
I work too hard for me to just to settle
I rock these gold chains like they were gold medals
Standing proud like Olympians
This right here ain't for simpletons
If I hear these motherf*ckers hating then
Tell em' welcome to oblivion
Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Hi-C, Hi-C, Hi-Currency yeah
It's all about the chicken, and we gotta get it uh yeah
Let me talk a little bit about it uh yeah, listen
It's all about dead presidents, that mean money over everything
We only making big moves, never worry bout petty things
We are all about dollars, not worried bout what pennies bring
Nigga money is power, with it you can do anything
All you need is a buck and a dream
A desire to go hard for the cream
Fill up pockets on my G-Star jeans
I gotta get it, thats by any means
Go ham for the cheese no cold cuts
Get rid of those who always move sus
Out here you can't have no trust
Have my neck looking like Gold Dust
That's how you know that I'm feeling myself
I stay on the grind I'm increasing my wealth
Just me and my guys we ain't needing no help
I keep it G, double G on the belt
Needed a change, I don't move the same
This for the come up, this ain't for the fame
I am the prince, Hi-C be the gang
It's the Yung Lord, hope ya know the name
Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Been a long time coming, been a long time Han
Ayeayeaeyayeo Yung Lord
Ayeayeaeyayeo let me hear you say ayeayeaeyayeo
Yung Lord, Prince-D
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Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Hi-Currency, Prince-D
Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Yeah Ayeayeaeyayeo
You are rocking with the Yung Lord
Ever since I was a young boy
I always wanted my own shit
Now I got it and I want more
Already know what I come for,
Go against me then you done for
Try'na stop my money, guess what dummy
(What nigga) then I want yours
And I'mma take it if you make me nigga
All that chatting do not phase me nigga
Let em' know I'mma 90's baby
But this shit gon' crack like the 80's with it
Snapback logo got the Yankees nigga
No my shit ain't got navy in it
It's black and gold, I'll snatch a soul
Straight to hell is where I take these niggas
They say he move like the devil,
It's the young prince coming straight from ghetto
I work too hard for me to just to settle
I rock these gold chains like they were gold medals
Standing proud like Olympians
This right here ain't for simpletons
If I hear these motherf*ckers hating then
Tell em' welcome to oblivion
Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Hi-C, Hi-C, Hi-Currency yeah
It's all about the chicken, and we gotta get it uh yeah
Let me talk a little bit about it uh yeah, listen
It's all about dead presidents, that mean money over everything
We only making big moves, never worry bout petty things
We are all about dollars, not worried bout what pennies bring
Nigga money is power, with it you can do anything
All you need is a buck and a dream
A desire to go hard for the cream
Fill up pockets on my G-Star jeans
I gotta get it, thats by any means
Go ham for the cheese no cold cuts
Get rid of those who always move sus
Out here you can't have no trust
Have my neck looking like Gold Dust
That's how you know that I'm feeling myself
I stay on the grind I'm increasing my wealth
Just me and my guys we ain't needing no help
I keep it G, double G on the belt
Needed a change, I don't move the same
This for the come up, this ain't for the fame
I am the prince, Hi-C be the gang
It's the Yung Lord, hope ya know the name
Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Been a long time coming, been a long time Han
Ayeayeaeyayeo Yung Lord
Ayeayeaeyayeo let me hear you say ayeayeaeyayeo
Yung Lord, Prince-D
Hi-Currency, Prince-D
Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Yeah Ayeayeaeyayeo
You are rocking with the Yung Lord
Ever since I was a young boy
I always wanted my own shit
Now I got it and I want more
Already know what I come for,
Go against me then you done for
Try'na stop my money, guess what dummy
(What nigga) then I want yours
And I'mma take it if you make me nigga
All that chatting do not phase me nigga
Let em' know I'mma 90's baby
But this shit gon' crack like the 80's with it
Snapback logo got the Yankees nigga
No my shit ain't got navy in it
It's black and gold, I'll snatch a soul
Straight to hell is where I take these niggas
They say he move like the devil,
It's the young prince coming straight from ghetto
I work too hard for me to just to settle
I rock these gold chains like they were gold medals
Standing proud like Olympians
This right here ain't for simpletons
If I hear these motherf*ckers hating then
Tell em' welcome to oblivion
Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Hi-C, Hi-C, Hi-Currency yeah
It's all about the chicken, and we gotta get it uh yeah
Let me talk a little bit about it uh yeah, listen
It's all about dead presidents, that mean money over everything
We only making big moves, never worry bout petty things
We are all about dollars, not worried bout what pennies bring
Nigga money is power, with it you can do anything
All you need is a buck and a dream
A desire to go hard for the cream
Fill up pockets on my G-Star jeans
I gotta get it, thats by any means
Go ham for the cheese no cold cuts
Get rid of those who always move sus
Out here you can't have no trust
Have my neck looking like Gold Dust
That's how you know that I'm feeling myself
I stay on the grind I'm increasing my wealth
Just me and my guys we ain't needing no help
I keep it G, double G on the belt
Needed a change, I don't move the same
This for the come up, this ain't for the fame
I am the prince, Hi-C be the gang
It's the Yung Lord, hope ya know the name
Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Been a long time coming, been a long time Han
Ayeayeaeyayeo Yung Lord
Ayeayeaeyayeo let me hear you say ayeayeaeyayeo
Yung Lord, Prince-D
Writer: Delone Nunn
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