[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions

I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

These niggas talk about it but they never did sh*t

And we ain't really smelling that sh*t

When you made it out the slums then you the trillest

Running with yo' day ones, yeah, you the realest

Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

Young street nigga tryin' make some millions



[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]

Uh, know I'm from the projects

In the hood know I still got on all my sh*t

100k on my neck

Die for my respect

Tryin' ride on the kid, f*ck around and wreck

Play you, die, you next

Uh, true number one got 'em upset

I've been on my young fly sh*t since a lil' jet, true sh*t

A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with

Don't be jumping in sh*t you ain't got nothin' to do with

Sweep yo' block like a house sweep, y'all all sweet

Never been the type to call all beef, don't call me

Nigga talkin' 'bout he gon' off me, they lost me

They tryin' do me like Jeezy, they tryin' cross me

I'ma give a nigga the full clip 'til it's all E

After bloodshed ain't no sorry, I'm sorry

We was all broke now we all kings

Gotta get the f*ck up out the hood by any means

We all G's



[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions

I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

These niggas talk about it but they never did sh*t

And we ain't really smelling that sh*t

When you made it out the slums then you the trillest

Running with yo' day ones, yeah, you the realest

Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

Young street nigga tryin' make some millions



[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

Shout out my niggas that stayed down

That's why they still with me I came up

Got some money and look what they sayin' now

But they tell you them niggas stand up, I manned up

And I turned a dollar to a thousand, turned a thousand to a million, moved my mom's to public housing

Had to put her in that mansion, for the hood I got a Audi

And they tell me that I'm losin', man you niggas f*ckin' wildin'

When they killed Lil' Snupe, I took a L

Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed

We had got expelled before they taught us how to spell

We ain't never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale

Busting' bricks sellin' bails, I ain't never tell

Only thing a nigga takin' from me is a shell

Hood of broken dreams, we was to raising hell

If you was from my hood, then you would never get a cell

f**k nigga!



[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions

I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

These niggas talk about it but they never did sh*t

And we ain't really smelling that sh*t

When you made it out the slums then you the trillest

Running with yo' day ones, yeah, you the realest

Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me

Young street nigga tryin' make some millions