[Intro] Yeah Young Fel 2 Yeah [Verse] Tears in my eyes in the back of a van Know this country like the motherfu*kin' back of my hand Been on the road for six weeks when I heard we lost gramp Couldn't make the funeral, I just hope he'd understand Thirty days later, quiet house where I land Stu' to the venue, goddamn I need a tan Pop passed, brain cancer, was turnin' to a man Wore a condom, still caught the burn - damn The worst part was I wasn't thinking 'bout her Back in my crib, stayin' loyal to her word I apologize again T, I know that sh*t hurt Come and get served, least mine was well deserved (On God) Finish my breakfast, pen a new sentence (Yeah) Remember doin' shows, ten heads in attendance Some people want fame, others want digits Behind their insecurities, most just tryna fit in Give it before I lose it Just to show these kids that it's bigger than music If you don't get it, you ain't meant to, stupid (Stupid) Young Fel ruthless (Ayy) Pen game make you wish you stayed in school And I can do anything, it's a matter of what I choose Try to put a genre on me, you gon' end up confused I can serve Raps, I can sing Blues And for you pussies with the painted nails, I can Rock too (Ooh) Onto number two, I ain't got nothin' to lose Bank account cool, been some months since I viewed Independent roots, plus I did it with my crew And they can't take the soul, livin' in the same shoes (Come on) Seventeen, I was hungry for it Twenty-something, back for more, enough of this back and forth Round the world, just to come back home Was suicidal fore I ever got to know my soul, pssht Ayo [Outro] Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh