Que - The Youth lyrics

[Hook: Que] The young n***a they growin' up to fast The young n***a doing thing for they cash Young n***a they runnin' around with that candy Young n***a they lurking n***a don't panic The young n**ity young n**ity The young n***a The young n**ity young n**ity The young n***a The young n**ity young n**ity The young n***a The young n**ity young n**ity The young n***a [Verse 1: Que] The young n***a doing thing for they cake The young n***a out they here don't k** em The young n***a they posted up [?] When the young n***as [?] Young n***a like the hit-list for fun Bring the bandz out let the kid play with drum n***a 16 and he love to trap shot hoop With the money now, So he [?] can say f** school Young n***a hommie all he want is cash Dj tryna make her cum up on her bed Young n***a tired so he quick to spazz For Nasha [?] [Hook: Que] [Verse 2: Que] The young n***a [?] play fair The young n***a [?] The young n***a that pull up 100 deep The young n***a let you have the way you sleep Young n***a k**ed him judging by versace Broad daylight they don't care who watchin' On the corner surfin on the street light Before you gon' approach Better think twice The young n***a wildin' out here for respect They do what ever gotta they do, To get their check Young n***a got the fan blowing, Cooking crack In a trashed [?] old-school parked in the back [Hook: Que]