Sledgren - Young Boy Talk lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa] (puffin) Uh huh Sledgren [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Uh - Look n***a I'm the rawest, the mu'f**in' animal Want war? One phone call is how I handle you (whew) On the grind, you p**y n***a's hate b**h I'm out in different states, politic'n, and gettin cake Fill my lungs with the best weed, pockets with them dollar signs Run with them n***as holdin Glocks like it's columbine (pop, pop, pop) I'm a star, ain't a choice so I gotta shine Far as Pittsburgh, I'm the voice so I gotta rhyme Grind all the time ever since the first day Now I'm gettin cake like everyday became my birthday Something like an earthquake, the way this sh** drop I be at the tip top posted with a big knot You ain't know ho you sit at home and just watch Less then haters, stone cold spectators Same lame's turn out to be investigators No where near comfortable need extra paper [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] (x2) Got the city on smash, the streets on lock A hundred real n***as with their heats on co*k Got my pockets on swole still need more gwap Plus the hood say they love to hear the young boy talk [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Ay, ay The jeans spent about a buck 45 on them If he trick the team, buck 45's on him When we hit the scene, the club hoes just pile on him You scrubs show them groupies love, I just style on them Seen me and my guys, blow a couple thou' on em But don't trip I'm with a clique that's know to wild stump ya f** around dump ya You ain't heard, we in the Burgh n***a's put they gun down, f** around, jump ya Leave ya slump with ya block knocked off I be ridin, something cla**ic with the top dropped off Roll the weed in the Rillo I made it out of nothing, around them thieves and offenders Ride with keys in they fenders Now we all big spenders You could ask about them they don't know it's me Cuz you smell dro, blow about a elbow This sh** is fun for me, I been eatin You n***as dumb hungry, I dear one of you to come for me [Hook]