Young Jeezy Lyrics

"Gangsta Music"

I'm here now you old news
Gotta couple porshe trucks, couple old schools
I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards
Cuz ima real nigga I don't like rappers
And that ain't this and this ain't that
And bitch I'm strapped
Fuck wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat
And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke
All I do is talk blow it's like my brain on drugs
See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs
Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle
Stack of 20-dollar bill two bands in the middle

[Chorus]
All the gangstas they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, and
this is gangsta music
All the hustlers they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music, and
this is hustler music

We don't talk on the phone cuz it might stick
Gotta play for the 7 call it Mike Vick
Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons
Know some niggaz in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons
Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate
Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face
You got me misconstrued all fucked up
Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up
Carbon 15 wit the hundred round drum
Got plenty for any nigga think he wants some
We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out
My chain for yo life we can swap it out

[Chorus]

The hoes love my voice
Make they pussy moist
Certified g shit and I'm the gangsta's choice
Niggaz popping off hope they bullet proof
Leave holes in ya tha size of a sunroof
Mack 11 in the club and a snub nose
Swear to God knock you niggaz out ya fuckin' clothes
Lay ya ass flat like a doormat
Niggaz ask for it but they don't want that
In the rap game takin niggaz clientele
White ones like the powder that I used to sell
Give a fuck about a playa hater
Hit 'em wit the tool flush his whole radiator

"Let's Get It / Sky's The Limit"

Trying to get Boston George and Diego money
And stack it all up like Lego money
Played with them blocks call it Tetris
Real talk a hundred carats in my necklace
Look up in the sky and tell me what you see
The clouds naw nigga not me
I see opportunity i'm a opportunist
Nigga you heard what I said i'm a opportunist
Soft to hard white to green
All these free agents you better build your team
I commentate the game like John Madden
Cause I played in the game like John Madden

[Chorus:]
The world is yours and everything in it
it's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "yeah"
The world is yours and every bitch in it
It's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "jeah"

You can do anything you put your mind to, put your grind to
Forgetful ass nigga must I remind you
Men do what the want boys do what they can
And it ain't no secret i'm a grown ass man
With my hands on the Bible and I solemnly swear
Leave the mall with more shoes than I can possibly wear
Niggas still hating but they can kiss my ass
Still get a hard on when I count that cash
I give em the squares he give me the bag
I give em the squares he give me the cash
And that's what the fuck a call an even exchange
And if there's anything extra you can keep the change

[Chorus:]
The world is yours and everything in it
it's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "yeah"
The world is yours and every bitch in it
It's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "jeah"

Grind sundown till it comes up again
Stay down till we come up again
It's all in the game the ups the downs
It's all in the game the O's the pounds
The shit was all good just a week ago
Whole click was eating good just a week ago
It's all good nigga give us a month
Thinking of a master plan while I smoke this blunt
Went to Houston and back now everybody got coupes
Put the word in the street that supply the troops
I just call 'em how I see em,
serve these niggas third person dog I ain't trying to see 'em

[Chorus:]
The world is yours and everything in it
it's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "yeah"
The world is yours and every bitch in it
It's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "jeah"
The world is yours and everything in it
it's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "yeah"
The world is yours and every bitch in it
It's out there get on your grind and get it "ay"
Hands in the air, "sky's the limit nigga" hands in the air "jeah

"And Then What"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

Patty cake patty cake microwave
These suckas make a square, god damn I'm paid
I'm so cool but I'm so hot and I'm so fly and you is so not
Show me what your working with, just like that
Turn around, bend over, bring it back
Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back
So Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a rap

Wrap it up in the club, ya I'm so crazy
These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze
I try to tell them but these niggas aint hear me
Mossberg pump, i'm riding shotgun literally
Live from the projects, you know what it is
Hey Snowman can I get an adlib
Get the club crunk, cant take that from me
A drop ya, still got a lil jon money

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

I see you lookin, what you looking at
Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cooking ass
I'm so clean but I'm so grimey
So dirty but yet I'm so shiney
My nigga, Kiki B told me me finish my meal
Def jam 7 figures we can finish the deal
Some say I lucked up I call it perfect timing
Nigga, I can't lose the whole city's behind me

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares
We pop chris my niggas and still drink beer
What did you expect man I came from nothing
Real street niggas wouldnt change for nothing
Got my nigga out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling
Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings
It ought to be a crime just to feel this good
I swear it ought to be a crime just to be in this hood

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
My 345 I be king of the house

"Go Crazy"

[Cannon]
[Verse 1]
Guess who's bizzack
Still smell the blow on my clothes
Like crispy cream I was cooking them o's
Like horseshoes I was tossing them o's
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow
I'm emotional
I hug the block
I'm so emotional
I love my glock
Cash rules everything around me
So whats realer
Bout the scriller so call me a ghost face killer
Its kinda hard to be drug free
When Georgia power won't give a nigga lights free
Switched hustles been killing em ever since
Been paid to tell the truth it only make sense

[Chorus]
When they play that new jeezy all the dope boys go crazy
And watch the dope boys go crazy
I pop my collar then I swing my chain
If you catch me in the club pimping doing my thang
When they play that new jeezy all the dope boys go crazy
And watch the dope boys go crazy
They pop my collar then they swing they chain
All the gangstas in the street that be doing they thang

[Verse 2]
Wont stop till my whole team in thug mansion
And I sell like pac
Thats a thugs passion
And this the realest shit I ever wrote
And all eyes on me like a microscope
Young jeezy give em one more chance
They try to shine like you and get your whole advance
Like my main man pulla talk real slick
Look I'm OK but my watch sick
You don't gotta like a n***a
Just respect my mind
This is how I'm eating now
So respect my grind
The way I put them words together
Reminds me about how I put them byrds together

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Buy 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck wanna play with guns
A lot of holes, a lot of blood dog
That shit ain't fun
So I suggest that you don't play with my chain
Or ill send these hollow's at you
Let them play with ya brain
The streets is watching
The name is warn
The products white
A star is born
Pimping I'm so fly
I take this parachute off
I might fall and die
Wrap the work with spandex with the latex
Then we ship it outta town
Call it safe sex

"Bang"
(feat. Lil Scrappy, T.I.)

[Chorus]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
Southside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)

[Young Jeezy]
Do ya thug thang gon' get 'em up
Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up
Disrespect we gon' take it there
We 30 deep lil nigga we ain't fighting fair
You better holla at ya partners
Before we catch them outside and hit they ass wit dem choppers
The .45 make my pants sag
Catch me bouncing through the club wit my black flag
You don't like it do something nigga
Where I'm from if we don't like it we do something nigga
And you know we gon' ride homes
Stomped a nigga ass out until they turn the lights on

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
Me and Jeezy on the back street
Choppers in the back seat
What we fin to do the questions yean even gotta ask me
Desert in my lap and skullcap and a black tee
Looking for the niggaz that say they fin to attack me
Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep
Fuck the police I give a damn if they catch me
Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me
Let off 50 shots you niggaz ran like a track meet
I know my partners would have did the job for a flat fee
But seeing dem niggaz bleed is the only thing that's gon' relax me
I'm hands on nigga damn what you say
All them games that you play don't stand a chance in the A nigga

[Chorus]

[Lil Scrappy]
Roll up on yo block
All the bullshit stops
Man hoe know that I'm the prince so that ass gon' drop
I was born in the A with thangs in my face
Smoke weed everyday
Zone 3 where I stay
Yeah I think I'm the shit cause I got an SS
But the shit a old folk so you can receive the letter
I'm the best of the best
And the freshest of the fresh
Gotta pistol black out wit an Atlanta Hawk vest
Gotta lifetime of trouble and my brain still nervous
I don't rep the A by mistake I do the shit on purpose
Do it how it's worth it rim and the cars swerving
It ain't nothing but Lil Scrappy and g's up to start murkining ya

"Air Forces"

I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my Air Forces
And you ain't seen what I've seen
I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
And you ain't did what I did
If you from where I'm from you gotta get how you live

Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga
Every time you see me all around street niggaz
I hope you got yours I keep mine
In the club blowing dro throwing up gang signs
And you already know dog
745 back to back me and O dog
These other niggaz is jokers
What they rein up wit I spent it up all the strokers
In one night eight bitches sipped bottles of cris
Forty grand sit back so you can glance my wrist
Keep bread so we carry dem toaster
But keep back though my earrings ferocious
It's not just my imagination
I'm the one in the topic in yo conversation
Jack boyz say they gon rob
But on the real fuck niggaz y'all don't want these problems

[Chorus]

Black tees, black ones, and a fitted cap
The Mack 11 make me walk wit a crazy dap
Y'all say we country niggaz yee-haw
The money comin back and forth like a seesaw
And y'all ain't never seen what we saw
Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks, or white rolls
What they got Lil Pha we don't care bout shit
Ludacris how they ride out twenty wit dem bricks
Shit I spit it for y'all
On the real my niggaz shit I spit it for y'all
Who gives a fuck about friends?
If you mix the baking soda wit it you can get a Benz
While y'all robbing and boosting
I'm standing over the stove like the chef in Houston
And it's not about the flip mane
Want the real bread it's all about your whip game

"Still On It"

[intro]
Ya ya ey ya
I'm back motherfuckers ya
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
This sounds like one nigga
I ain't tryna sale 10 million copies nigga
I'm tryna sale a million 10 times nigga
It's another anthem right here nigga
I told you niggas I do this shit
It sounds like an anthem nigga
I do this shit
What you say nigga?

[verse 1]
I told you motherfuckers I'll be right back (chea)
Shooting dice in my hood must of lost 8 stacks
(whew)
Ain't nothing to a G hop back in my mayback (dammmnnn)
But I'm only riding this 'cause the Chevy's in the shop (ha ha)
5-0-2 with the chrome n seats (I'm so excited)
Ya damn right I can't wait (yeah)
It's my birthday I got big cake (that's right)
Rubic's cube you know we keep them white squares (hey)
Catch me in the e a mill looking for them bucks (bucks)
They pay a 24 I'm on my way with the ducks (yep)
26 inches make you sit up like a truck (naw)
I use to give a damn but I never gave a fuck (that's what's up)

[hook:]
I said that d boy bullshit yeah I'm still on it
I gotta half a brick left do anybody want it
They going for the 10 you can get 'em for the 8
Just holla at you boy when you tryna get straight
I said that d boy bullshit yeah I'm still on it
Think I gotta needle left do anybody want it
They going for the 5 you can get 'em for the 4
We keep it round here just let a nigga know

[verse 2]
I'm on the block all day
With them blocks all day (damn)
Straight splurge up in linen
Should I shop all day (ey)
Shut down champs did the food in product
Ya it's just a white tee but the shoes is Prada (yeah)
I gotta bag full of stones and a pocket full of pills
Call me the X-men keep a pocket full of pills (ey)
Imagine this so much ice and a watch (how much?)
You would of thought time froze (whew)
Welcome to my life ya the first episode
Never miss a beat I gotta mini time code
Still count a quarter mill with my fucking eyes closed (damn)
In one hand behind my back get a fucking blind fold (ey)

[hook]

[verse 3]
I'm so hot you know niggas ain't cool
The boy get new money like the first day of school
Stay fresh like the first day of class
20 bricks and three choppas sold in one stash
It'll cost ya 40grand and you gotta pay cash
Them blunts burn slow but that paper come fast
The garbage man you fuck niggas so trash
I'm first place you fuck niggas so last
In I'm back to the future fuck niggas so past
I know what you thinkin' that motherfuckers so fast
That boy Young Jeezy I'm suppose to cut
Instead of getting money nigga this how you suppose to look

[hook]

"I Luv It"

[Intro]
Ride till I die, Lord knows stay high, and I love it
Let's go!

[Chorus:]
We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside, and sitting on vogues
And I love it (yeah), and love it

[Verse 1]
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas still lying, I'm the motherfucking truth (YEAH!)
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HA HA!)
They trying be me, I'm just trying be Jeezy
And everything comes to 'em like you'll see
These niggas in the dark baby I'll just shine (SHINE)
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (AH!)
Check your watch nigga it's my time (HEY!)
Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!))
So pay attention yeah you're on my time
In that case time waits for no man
Do it again I done that before man (YEAH!)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't listening
Open your eyes - I'm a blessing in disguise

[Chorus]

Yeah I blew up, but they like that
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that
Nike's on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gonna try
And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gonna die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gonna fry
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive
36 O's I sold them all for five

[Chorus]

Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang (true)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the A-T-L
You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life (YEAH!)
You better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yeah the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and that's staying alive

[Chorus]

[Repeat Intro till fade]

"Go Getta"
(feat. R. Kelly)

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Enemy of the State, They Call Me Will Smith Gotta Thing On Ma Side U Can Call Dat Jada
The Boys Talking Down Yea We Call Em Hatas I'm Balling Right Now So Well Get Back To Dat Lata
Be The First To Admit Am Alcoholic Only Blow Dat Good Shit Yea Dat Whatchamacallit
Catch Me Posted On Da Block In Something Exotic '07
Yea Da Same Color Hypnotic On The Outside Looking And I Want In My Homie Did The Same Thang And He Got 10
Just Took A Loss Still Trying 2 Win Nd U Trying 2 Get Back So What U Trying To Spend

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
We Live Life On Da Edge Like Theres No Tomorrow They Grind Hard Like Theres No Today
They Do The Same Shit Like Its Yesterday The Game Never Stop So Who's Next To Play?
Against All Odds U Can Place Ur Bets Yea I'm Just Getting Started So I Ain't Done Yet (Naw)
Risk It All You Can Lose Ur Life What Else Can I Say Dats A Hell Of A Price (Dayumm)
I Don't Under Cause I Overstand No Time For Mistakes So I'm Overplaying
I'm In Da Club Like What? 4 5 Wit Me And Ima Stay Thuggin Till Da Feds Come Get Me

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse: R.Kelly]
Hey Hey This Is How We Play When We Roll Up To Da Club High Sitting On 20 Treys
Hop Out Like We Fabulous Top Models Grabbing Us They Love Dem Go Gettas Only In America
Put D On Chicks Like Wallace Turn Em?
Thinking They Can Have All Dis Cant Deny It When U C Da Wheels Spinning
Boy Kells Out Da Coupe In Miami White Linen Chips Big Spending Walk Out Da Club Witha Shitloada Women
Soon As I C One I Like Ima Go Get (Oo) Ima Get It Cause Ima Go Getta

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

"The Realist"

[Young Jeezy: Talking]

Ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz (hahaaa)
I ride on these niggaz

Let's get it!

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]

Super charger, the same color as PJ
(yeaaaaah) I got a champagne range
Pick niggaz off, I got a night-scope aim (Bah)
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya ass sent Upstate (dayyyum)
In '9-AY! I took them trips down to Lauderdale
Back and forth, like Aliyah
Chances of gettin' rich is like one-in-a-million
(hahaaaaa) Or more like two-in-a-billion
Flashin' lights, my mind's playin' tricks on me
But the Minuteman still do tricks on me
Swear the feds just starin' at a nigga
You know, you feelin' ya heart fall into ya feet
Summertime niggaz still ridin' with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman Pacino
Real niggaz love me because I talk that lingo

[Hook: Young Jeezy]

And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

Nowadays the GT's glock black (cheaaa!)
The shoes on that motherfucking 3-80 chrome
Gotta be careful what you say on the phone
I'm 36 O's away
From givin' the mic up and goin' back to the streets (naww)
What's the difference, I still eat the same
A nigga paranoid, I still sleep the same
You niggaz rappin' 'bout blow, like it's a fad
Nigga this is my life, I ain't tryna set trends
'Cause everybody knows how that brick-road ends
Heartless, maybe I need to see the Wizard
Until then, Imma make it snow blizzards

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]

I stay on the block, and risk my life
Day in and day out until a nigga sold out
You niggaz playin', I show you what that street shit 'bout
Hit you right up with them thangs, and come back with the chains
Might cook it in the stove, might cook it in the microwave
Either way it's gonna sell, still weigh it on the scale
You rappin'-ass niggaz ain't never sold no yams
I'm talkin' sucka-free Sundays and iced-out Mondays
Pin-up Tuesdays and body-tap Wednesdays
You was in the studio, I was on the block
In the kitchen at the spot goin' hard with the blocks
25 for the four ways, choppaz by the door-ways

"I Got Money"

[verse 1]
all i no is the sky is blue and the coupe is new, if ya moneys right the coke is white, the birds fly south every year in the night, gotta get it how u
live motha fuck them hataz, get um, im get um off like hot patatas, good morning vietnam yeah we tryin to earn stripes, get jammed up of one can cost u ya
whole life, deaam, so say goodnight to the bad guy, fresh pair of 87 jeans im so fly, my seats are suede my luggage is louie, and every bitch in the
projects wanna do me, snowmans the name 100 grand on the chain

[chorus]
my seats are suede my luggage is louie and every bitch in the projects wanna do me, cause i got money, remember when i couldnt afford no cloths but now a
days a nigga hit the baddest hoes, casue i got money (cause i got money)

[verse 2 (Jeezy)]
the chevys sittin so high but the rims sit lowwwww, i got um from baileys, CTE thats the label that pays me, i own that so i pay myself (haha) being brokes
bad for my health nyquill green 26 inches greenbriar mall pulled 26 bitches, make a quick stop serve 9 hoes, these are my confessions, im a sucker for
clothes,that paper stack up if u let it, but i keep fukin up i gotta shoe fettish, bad habits im in ? every week, 50 pairs or new nikes aint cheap, u know
i gotta get the cap to match, new era shit I A town to that throw the bags in the trunk right back to the trap.

[chorus]
my seats are suede my luggage is louie and every bitch in the projects wanna do me,cause i got money, remember when i couldnt afford no cloths but now a
days a nigga hit the baddest hoes, casue i got money (cause i got money, haha)

[verse 3 (T.I)]
see me in the drive off 30 down town evning houston, it cought a flat tire had to leave it in houston, then ran out of gas in the blue GT, the minute we
leave i cop the new GT, so now balla wouldnt call cought him livin a lie, u cant help to spend it pimpin if u gettin it right, listen if u be gettin what
i be gettin tonight u 2 would be high as a kite blowin dro on a flight, ohh im g 4'in at my 7 ay commercial ight just security being a bitch cant get in
with this, but everything 100 million again im in a vanquish tell that nigga fo she begin to sins.

[chorus]
my seats are suede my luggage is louie and every bitch in the projects wanna do me, cause i got money, remember when i couldnt afford no cloths but now a
days a nigga hit the baddest hoes, casue i got money (cause i got money, haha

"By The Way"

[Intro]
Yeah
Just call me young
My money grown doe, by the way
Ha ha, let's go
Ha ha ha, Young, you already know what time it is
Let's go

[Chorus]
Said I'm young by the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin' I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. Front up on me know I'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
You can call me Mr. Get 'Em gone by the way
I did it by the way, I was with it by the way
I talk it like I did it cause I lived it by the way

[Verse 1]
What ya say Young
The boy might go nut's, puttin' holes in niggas just like donuts
My cream be crispy, these niggas can't get me
They must be the wrong size cause these niggas can't fit me
Never let 'em play me, never let 'em bullshit me
If they ever bullshit me, send the coroners to get me
And when the coroner come get's me, I'm a take you pussies with me
I ain't trustin' 12 shoots, you know I keep them choppers with me
And I don't trust you dum-ah-cluts, you know I keep them shotta's with me
Can't let the goons get bored, got to keep them niggas busy
And I ain't trustin' no body, so I took my money with me
Cause last time they got me get me get me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Stay on it by the way, I want it by the way
Take it to ya mama's mama house where everybody stay
Where everybody sleep, leave everybody sleep
Have a baby by who, that's everybody's freak
Baby like a drycleaners, done seen everybodys sheets
Take 'em straight to the hood, let everybody eat
I went down they went down, now everybody cheap
Or should I say cheaper maybe even lower
Ya'll niggas gettin' missed if ya'll talk any slower
Then ya flow a be screwed, now that a be rude
I demand my respect, plus I gotta sack
Had the Westside crackin' ask about in the map

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I turned a brick into a clothing, line a boost commercial
And they still talkin' young, so who's commercial
Young like Noah I move them birds by the two
Daddy need to smoke, the coupe need a pair of shoes
I keep my A.I. on still won't cross over
I gotta half a box left I think I need more soda
Hustlin'' since I was ten still ain't met Sosa
I just got this thing in it's too big for a holster
They say I'm bipolar so indecisive
So muthafuckin' what I know some bitches who like it
The real niggas recite it, the real bitches they love it
It's just the way that I thug it it's what they want I'm like fuck it

[b]"Crazy World"

[Verse 1]
What they want?
They want that young shit
That dumb shit, that where you from shit
That ride around your hood all day with your gun shit
All I got to my name is two bricks and one felony
Your going back to jail, that's what my conscious keep on telling me
I really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me
When the government throwing more curves than the letter C
I said the letter C, I guess that's for correctional
They try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a little message out to each and every one of us
Real G shit, well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder

[Chorus]
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning, my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow, we still spend it
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning, yeah my blunt still burning
Same thing, different day, still burning
In this crazy world
And this dopes still selling, and these niggas still telling
Will you make it through the day, it's no telling
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world

[Verse2]
When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter mill
Probably why I never give a fuck about a record deal
And I ain't never tried this shit, imagine how that white feel
But that don't even matter though, trying to pay the light bill
Light bill, phone bill, plus my granny nerve pills
Feel like I should be takin' 'em, imagine how my nerves feel
I want a new Bentley, my aunty need a kidney
And if I let her pass her children never will forgive me
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a little message out to each and every one of us
Real G shit, well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I ain't a Xbox, so why you niggas trying to play with me
I really be the streets, so what you niggas got to say to me
Can't be much, can't be much (why) cause I ain't listening
I just left the hood and I'll be damned if they ain't filling them
Want to see me fall off, guess that's just the way it be
Old school timber beam, them usually that the way it be
And plus I got a driver that get them things from A to B
Soon as you get your money right, they hit you with conspiracy
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a little message out to each and every one of us
Real G shit, well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder

"Put On"
(feat. Kanye West)

I put on...[x4]
I put on for my city, on on for my city [x4]

When they see me up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit
Send them pussy niggas running straight back to the dealership
Me I'm in my spaceship, that's right I work for NASA
The 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard? Yeah, that's my bodyguard
When we're out of jewelry Young gon' do security
It was whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate
If you want it come and get it
You know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now I'm working at the Super 8
Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate
Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait

[Chorus]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on
[x2]

Hat back, top back, ain't nothing but a young thug
HKs, 8 K's, i need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super sized
Passenger's a redbone, her weave look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery, imagine what she telling me
Blowing on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked
Riding to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that glock on me
Don't get caught without one, coming from where I'm from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flying down Campbellton
So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene

[Chorus]

[Kanye]
I put on...[x3]
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On...

I feel like Its still niggas that owe me checks
I feel like It's still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this but niggas don't know he stress
I lost the only girl in the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit
I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit
Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace
Yo I need just at least one of Russell's nieces
On...I let my nightmares go
I put on, everybody that I knew from the go
I know hoes that was fronting when they knew he was broke
They say damn, easy easy, you don't know us no more
You got that big fame homie, and you just changed on me
You can ask big homie, man the top so lonely
So lonely
Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashing lights (flashing lights)
Cause every night (every night)
I put on
[b]