We just some Youngins tryin to make it
From the westside
It feel like I lost it all when money A died
I'm gettin money and I'm popping
I'll still slide
We wish the nigga that had did it
Wouldn't run and hide
We missed each other by ten minutes
And I had it on me
I rather stand on the business
Then you just leave me Lonely
He took the Y out of YBS when he took my homie
It's never going be the same
Without you it's super phoney
I rather stay with a blicky
Then let you do me dirty
I be in the studio every night
I don't get up early
I got a condo in Atlanta
That I didn't even furnish
I got a chick in her 40s
She ask me where I learn this
I told her it's jus in me
Don Julio no Henney
Ain't stressing about paper
Me and my niggas gettin plenty
We suppose to be Atlanta watching tank
Now all we got is memories
Al ain't never harm a fly
They killed him all from jealousy
Al the best to ever do it
He didn't have a felony
Al the reason why I'm up
He help me be a better me
My Nigga died on his block a day b4 Father's Day
Not even from a opp over nothing
That's what you telling me
We just some Youngins tryin to make it
From the westside
It feel like I lost it all when money A died
I'm gettin money and I'm popping
I'll still slide
We wish the nigga that had did it
Wouldn't run and hide
We missed each other by ten minutes
And I had it on me
I rather stand on the business
Then you just leave me Lonely
He took the Y out of YBS when he took my homie
It's never going be the same
Without you it's super phoney