Lyrics B.I.Y.C.T. - Young

Laid up with the tumor
Was going back to instant Lincoln
But bad news hit me sooner
This be the life I used to say
When God accused you to carry this anger
Thoughts to bangers for return me, cuckoo

I learned there ain't no safe place
When I was between eight or six and twenty-three
Now still feel closer to eight
When I made this world want me to follow orders

When God engraved this, my DNA retraced the pharaohs
Man, you can't trade this, nothing to do with the life I lived
Led me to light and split, trying to figure out if in my mind
Back to the habit, info watching my wife and kids

But I mean no side, backing up with all spirit
And the life was his, jumped through gossip
My nigga searched for better days amongst dying kids
Yeah, I couldn't see visuals, but I do know I was in the sky

Forever flew out
Come all the niggas all in before lose out
What do you know before me, you know I'm about
I feel fridges for eat on it
Make a bed for sleep on it, so I kill you on before you eat on it
Yeah, don't breathe on it, came on it

Stomach had a dream on it
Self-made I'll forever lean on it
So I check my fruits off from the sky
Before I say thank you and put my teeth in it
Bitch

Whatever ten drop I say, you well
'Cause I know my way enough to know I never fell
Up in the sky, or you can love me in the cell
A real naked spirit will never die
If you can't tell, bitch, if you can't

I'll come for you if you come for me
G'd up on myself, too high for you to put the ground on me
So just know if you put me down, 100 niggas down for me
So with freedom ain't close, then just know it's bound to be

Bitch, if you can't tell, bitch, if you can't tell
Bitch, if you can't tell, bitch, if you can't tell

26 D was full of pain, gonna feel love
Fat 16, why more whips, they cream
But we're stepping alone through criminal streets
Fighting cases that make you wanna air out the courtroom

That's facing my jeans, niggas out here teaching my skis
But still ain't mentioning me, drop so many gems for free
Gave 'em enough to make a necklace
Ten times that weight by free

And still watch something that their headless
Olders learn from mistakes by me
Younger days I lived so reckless
Lost in the world, just rhymes

And mean no wonder I dropped our leches
Shit, she said she was pregnant, I needed direction
She needed affection, my soul's an election
And it was depressing
I thought it was checking, but they were just chasing
And the genders were messing when I knew it was stressing
After going through so much early to guide my soul
I realized I didn't need no postcode for young to find himself

Bitch, I'm gonna drop
I say your world 'cause I know my way enough to know
I never fell up in the sky, or you could love me in the cell
A real nigga spirit will never die if you can't tell

Bitch, if you can't, I'll come for you if you come for me
G'd up on myself, too high for you to put the ground on me
So just know if you put me down, 100 niggas down for me
So with freedom ain't close and just know it's bound to be

Bitch, if you can't tell, bitch, if you can't tell
Bitch, if you can't tell, bitch, if you can't tell

Trust me, but sometimes trust me
Why God wouldn't give what you go through to man?
I couldn't handle that shit, the boat
Just know your heart, come on