Law - JayDaYoungan

(This Lil Ruff live from the fuckin' pen, you heard me?

I got three rules for you bitch ass niggas out there

You fuck with DaYoungan, I’ma smoke you

You fuck with DaYoungan, I’ma smoke you

You fuck with DaYoungan, I’ma smoke you

Straight out the gate, sleep on me if you want to

Fuck with 23 shit, stop playing)

Every day I’m tryna be a better me

One feet in the door the other feet still in the streets

Without my daily drugs it make it hard for me to eat

Without my fucking rod it’s hard for me to sleep

Why since I done came up they lookin' at me different?

But I won’t never change up, that shit just ain’t my business

Swear I hate being famous, I’d rather be in the trenches

Tell me how the fuck they blame us, we gotta go and get it

I ain’t beefing with no nigga if that shit ain’t 'bout a penny

How the fuck you end up missing but the main one say you was with me

Fuck them niggas who turned witness, the judge handing niggas fifty

Jim 'nem got hit with twenty, my time could be any minute

That shit ridiculous, that’s why I be chilling

But willing to show you that I ain’t pretending

Only spit facts, all that other shit whack

Yeah I hear how they say I don’t rap what I’m living

Well listen to that, run up, get your shit cracked

I’ma take off your hat and just leave your shit missing

I’ma really up, I be finessing packs

I might shoot out of town and blow bags out in Lenox

Got tears in my eyes, my pain they don’t feel it

No I ain’t gon' lie, right now I’m in my feelings

I love all my guys, two times this shit I’m living

Everything on the line so I can’t get caught slipping

Was raised up in the South so you know I be throwing fours

I don’t give a fuck 'bout no bitch, all I care 'bout is my bros

No I never did have shit, all I dreamed of was to glow

I swear y’all what made me sick

Why speak on the shit if you don’t really know?

Sometimes I be mad as a bitch

What they don’t see kill me the most

Jump in my way and get hit with the stick

Bet I won’t miss when I up with the pole

Look at my neck, check out how it glist'

Try to take this and I’m snatching your soul

Almost got hit tryna rob a lick

Should’ve blew off his shit but the rest would’ve told

When I was young daddy gone on the joes

Uncles and cousins work over a stove

Don’t fuck with niggas, they act just like hoes

Shout out to the OG’s that gave me the ropes

Stop playing lil bitch, 'fore your ass get exposed

I done been hurt, it won’t happen no more

Show after show, just did one on the coast

Just poured up a deuce, next time its a four

I’m stuck in the game, I’m just tryna make it out

Please stay in your lane, don’t wanna take you out

Free my brother Chapo, they just put him on lockdown

I know some real steppers who won’t make a sound

Real steppers who won’t make a sound, yeah yeah

I know some real steppers ready to lay you down, yeah

When you talkin' 'bout this it make me jack you out your pound, yeah

Niggas be talking shit, what happened when he slapped you around?

Haha, but we ain’t gon' speak on that though