Young Souls

Ran into mamma house
Ran into drama now
Never really cared what you talking bout
I just wanna party with you
Not really in the way when you coming for truth
Stopping the fade, stopping the fade oh
I wanna fight back and baby don't say no
They not really part of the fucken grind no
Chillin' in the back while they hoggin' the merlot
Overlookin' the city the island
Beautiful off top, I'm tryna steal the diamonds
Better positions I wanna get you on it
We gotta talk girl, you just wanna fuck the opponent, whoah
Stop frontin' lil bitch, it's serious
Where you been at?
Where the fuck the fake medallion
Why you see-through
Just go on and jump the canyon
Your people won't talk
I don't really care for lying, huh
I got nothing against your parties
You just wanna see when the fuck are we gonna start the
Music in your fucken system and your soul
This shit's gold
And you don't got a clue how it unfolds, huh

Aye I'm sick of the thugs, sick of the drugs, sick of the bums in uggs
I'm always busy getting all my bags when I skip you
And maybe not working out
I'm never gonna miss you
Man, chillin' with you
Kinda fucked up, I just feel like a vegetable, like
I don't have a fucken soul or a heart
And nothing is rough, I don't wanna care that's the art
How many faults, how many problems
Gotta get tough if I really wanted to solve them
Already got an old bitch up from the Bronx
Wanna take her back to my crib but we just lost huh
I met her on Rodeo Drive
She rarely sucking when she driving but she gettin' high
She drivin' drop top, and whippin' up to my spot
I'm tryna make her feel good before they callin' the cops, whoah

Oh you just wanna settle down, you're all about it
I say no
We both way too young to make it bout us (make it bout us)
You just wanna settle down, you're all about it
I say no
We both way too young to make it bout us (make it bout us)

Aye, now wait a minute
You're only 21 but now you wanna stay committed
Living with ya momma but you swear you're independent
Rubbing on your tummy saying that you want a baby in it
I don't think you're ready baby nah nah
Fruit salad you just tryna get the 'nana
You see Kylie pregnant now you kinda star stuck
You call me daddy but I ain't ready for papa
You call me back but I ain't ready for encore
You just a rookie needa harden up the sophomore
You joined the Yankees thinking it would be softball
You bringing candles hoping you and me would pop off
Hold up I thought you would know better
I fell in love with a go getter but you don't get it
See you caught up in a love story, went along with it
And a couple chapters later found I don't belong in it

We both way too young
To make it bout us
You just wanna settle down
I say no

You just wanna settle down, you're all about it
I say no
We both way too young to make it bout us (make it bout us)
You just wanna settle down, you're all about it
I say no
We both way too young to make it bout us (make it bout us)