Zay Raheem - YNGBLDSKA Lyrics

Palm treez in my lungz (shi)
Pack a punch (huh)
Shawty know she fine (huh)
Hot az summa
Pleaze don't kill the vibe
You a (uhh)
Blud sucka
Word around the street
He a (uhh)
Gun tucka

Smoke 2 much now I'm anxious
You really be scary, not dangerous
Run around town, and you run with the crowd
I run with the Crew
We work a lil different
And multiple timez,
They not seein' da vizion
Got lost in theze pagez,
A magical feelin'
And pray 2 above bout' the stressez of healin'

Power, not packing no heat

Mac leaf, put me 2 sleep

Mac 10, f*ck with my peace

I just move accordingly

I move like deez, because I can

Never feared no other man

Tax em up, call Uncle Sam

Did it all, no blammy blam

Bruce B, still in my lungz

Wiz Khalif curriculum

Back 2 Back, the bwoah heat
Back 2 Back, a 4-peat
Then I'm clozed off like quarantine
Come war and peace,
I face East
Might still shoot,
Like a quick release
F*ck pushin' P,
I'm pushin' ME
(f*ck pushin' p.
I'm pushin me)
Whole damn squad gettin'
MVP'd
Thiz G-State 2017
Bwoah gon pop out b4, 23
Can't replicate my technique
I close my eyez,
Fore' I go 2 sleep
I pray above for my enemiez
(mmm)
Really none, they just solo beef
Try 2 keep it cool,
But I still peep
Thiz Gojo with infinity

I'm chillin' out with the Recipe
With the windowz down,
Bumpin' Carter III
Knowin' very few y'all up with me

Knowin very few y'all (ugh)

I'm chillin' out with the Recipe
With the windowz down,
Bumpin' (ugh)
Knowin very few y'all (ugh)
(knowin' very few y'all)


Palm treez in my lungz (shi)
Pack a punch (huh)
Shawty know she fine (huh)
Hot az summa
Pleaze don't kill the vibe
You a (uhh)
Blud sucka
Word around the street
He a (uhh)
Gun tucka


Nigga been sick

Thought you waz slick?
(nuh uh)

Thought you legit?
(knock off)

Treat you like old locz
(cut off)

Bet they thought that he quit!
(nuh uh)

Bwaoh I been on my shi'!
(pop off)

Why you killin' my vibe?

Why you blowin' my high?

Why you not movin' TIGHT?

You blowin' my buzz (buzz)

You along for the ride,
Bwoah thiz iz Woodside
Put yo pride 2 the side 'fore we leave you in
Dust (dust)
TLC taught 'em don't f*ck wit' no
Scrubz (scrubz)
Young Zay on the way 2 get out of the
Shlumz (shlumz)
Kid tryna be gnarly, y'all niggaz iz
BUMZ (bumz)
Really, just tryna show niggaz some
LOVE. (LOVE.)
But, you muhf*ckaz iz killin' it
Huh? (huh)
Lozin' yourself in the internet?
DUMB. (DUMB)

Young Zay on the way, you can't run from 'em
And you cannot take what waz made for 'em
Alhamdulillah, that they prayed for 'em

Watchu talking' bout buddy?
I heard it before,
The topic a lil bit corny
Cause if it'z true and you livin' out
What you rapping bout'
Then how you ain't locked servin' 40?

Shawty fine, huh? (huh)
But, I'll never, ever be like
"Where my hug?"
Need a down one, who gon' ride for me
Young Romeo, I leave with SHE
Yeah, dat my bih
(dat my bih)

Until then, I'm clutchin' dubz
Tol' em pass the stickz
I'mma light dis shi,
Bwoah gon smoke em up
Bwoah gon (ugh)

Aye

(Palm treez in my lungz (shi)
Pack a punch (huh)
Shawty know she fine (huh)
Hot az summa
Pleaze don't kill the vibe
You a (uhh)
Blud sucka
Word around the street
He a (uhh)
Gun tucka)

Palm treez in my lungz (shi)
Pack a punch (huh)
Shawty know she fine (huh)
Hot az summa
Pleaze don't kill the vibe
You a (uhh)
Blud sucka
Word around the street
He a (uhh)
Gun tucka