Chad A. Marshall - YN (Melancholia lyrics

Introduction: Live it up though, just live it up. Throw it up through, just throw it up. What's the word word? Bring in the hook like this [Chorus] Young a** n***as on the come up Young a** n***as feeling fly Young a** n***as getting paper Young a** n***as staying high Young a** n***as living restless man Young a** n***as pray to p**y Young a** n***as give a f** about the politics Young a** n***as never die [Verse One] And I came up in the building with the hoodie Like I'm Trayvon Flexing on the scene Later smoking on a swisher Praying to the skyline Hoping that I make it No homies in the background Just imaginations Oh Lord Try to put me in a box And I ain't with it I spit it how I'm living Relaxing I'm chilling in the background Watching Tarantino Thinking bout my lifestyle Trips to Camario They wanna see me sad baby I couldn't give it to em Living up on cloud nine It's so beautiful Thinking bout the after affects And what it meant to me I wasn't put here to just have fun But Ima live it to the limit While I'm f**ing on a bad one Another young n***a Trying to make some memories [Chorus] Young a** n***as on the come up Young a** n***as feeling fly Young a** n***as getting paper Young a** n***as staying high Young a** n***as living restless man Young a** n***as pray to p**y Young a** n***as give a f** about the politics Young a** n***as never die [Verse Two] You knew about it I bet you knew about it That heartbreak There ain't nothing you could do about it Momma in the kitchen Steady thinking bout the break up My father was a no show The n***a never raised us Twenty-Thirteen And through the years of getting closer A couple years later that's my n***a And I love him You knew about it I know you knew about it My happiness There ain't nothing you could do about it Papa J. done hit me on the cellie-phone daily I swear we gonna make it I ain't worried bout a damn thing Oh Lord put me in positions for a come up A lot of us been locked up For running with the gun up You knew about it I know you knew about it My dedication There ain't nothing you could do about it Von Poe VII n***a Reppin for the Threat, still Just a young n***a living godly Believe that [Chorus] Young a** n***as on the come up Young a** n***as feeling fly Young a** n***as getting paper Young a** n***as staying high Young a** n***as living restless man Young a** n***as pray to p**y Young a** n***as give a f** about the politics Young a** n***as never die