Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - My Young n***az lyrics

[Produced by Kirk Knight] [Bridge 1] Please enter my trap now These n***as enter my trap now It's too late to back out [Hook] Bet I could do this in my sleep My young n***as stay with the heat f** yo b**h, then hit the yeet now These n***as lie through their teeth now [Bridge 2] Through their teeth, n***as lyin' all through their seat n***as lying all through their teeth And that's the word on all these streets n***as lying all through their teeth n***as lying all through their teeth And that's the word on all these streets [Verse 1] Tell me, which man are you? Do we gotta sell dope, or bang them hammers too? Do you got to prove it all for the cameras too? Black men, more like caged animal I'm from the Brooklyn Zoo Where my dogs at? For the pigs in the blue For the project rat, in the trap with the snake, but they're both going to bite you Probably won't strike, but they goin' try to But they both gonna spite you Get a text from the [?], come fight you Follow me, follow me, follow me To a f**in' d**h trap of my forced reality Don't forget to paint my picture when I'm gone Read ‘em scriptures, read the motherf**in' poems Might want to take this literature, with ya To the after-life, where it's probably gonna hit ya [Hook + Bridge 2] [Verse 2] Is this the American dream? Or is this what the American seem to be? Looking at the messages that my heaven has sent really make life feel so evanescent 'Til every single cent is spent every [?] better breath all this reefer in Maybe then they can understand it, we'll damn near damage every single aspect in plain Everybody coming all out in vein, when they screaming sh** out they call out his name It seems everybody want someone to blame, remembering 9-11, who forgot Hussein It's a shame, cause I don't feel like calling no more I should go to Italy so I could roam some more Across city simile, microphone control Feel it in yo' body probably go chromosome Shawty head [?] give me dome or something Stick it in till you feel it in yo' ribs or something Same spoiled brat in a bigger crib or something After all that I could say I lived through something f** all that noise something big to come Say you loved the people what you ever did for them? Heater on my lap probably took the pig Rep B-K like the second coming of BIG or something [Hook + Bridge 2] [Bridge 1] You done entered my trap now, it's too late to f**ing back out You done entered my trap now [Verse 3] My brothers banged, I was a scholar I knew them Crips but couldn't die for them blue colors Them n***as murking, they murking, young n***a put a little bit of church in Put God above my purchase, been the martyr before I was birthed They say that I'm too young to be out thugging But I know it's in my blood, cause all these n***as my cousin Might pop the gat if you budging, hating you gotta love them Staging up out in public, making loud noise with the bullet But f** it, f** it, n***as still hugging the block Contraband stay tucked it my sock, coppa mans they loving the watch Maybe cause it's [?] let us go, knowing that I'm out for my gold Sold out shows across the globe until my story is told, n***a [Hook +Bridge 2] [Bridge 1]