Letra de Youngest To Do It - NLE Choppa

(Draco)

Baby, baby why

Mmm-mmm

Baby, Why

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Youngest to do it ahead of my time, my soul been here for a minute(brrt)

Pray to the lord we killed em' on a drill and after that, I had repented(brrt)

Sinnin' and spinnin' I really wanna quit it but the job never finish

Want them and they feelings, I couldn't find cuz so his brother had to get it

Really want peace, niggas keep fuckin' wit' me, so I'm fuckin' them up in the streets

Niggas police, they can rap on a beat but they still be bringing people into beef

Why you ain't tell me your OG had ratted on them niggas when they was up in the streets

Apple don't fall too far from the tree, I'm lowkey think you was snitchin' on T3

Father forgive me I been feeling empty

A whole lot of envy been trying to come near me

Repentin' and killin', I made the decision to kill anything livin'

They try to come fuck with my vision

Been seeing the hate through my lenses

I'm blind to the fact or opinions if it go anything that I represented

Deep down I'm showing resentment

Built tension from me, never venting

I live by the fifth amendment

Every sentence that I'm representing

Don't get intentions that I was intending, no point is intended

But to the people I offended, hoping you can apprehend me

Understand what I'm going through 'fore you judge me for the life that I'm livin'

Don't tell me I'm trippin'

More jewelry, more commas, more money that I give to my momma

Most people ain't got a first lady, so I'm grateful for the woman

And she keep it G if I wanna put you to sleep, she gon' tell me to slump 'em

Also told me let God handle when the situation I'm uncomfortable

Edaii snitched on three people, I'm just glad he ain't snitch on the drill I went on

'Cause I hit a few people, but a dead man can't speak when he gone

Paper soldier fold quick like the sheets that a nigga gotta sleep on

Sleep and death like brothers, you won't ever catch me tryin' to sleep long

Shout out to all my Grapes who deep in this gang life to escape

World must be upside down if you see me drop my flag

Keepin' it up, first drill had a purple rag tied 'round my face

I was fourteen sendin' shots through what's his name house you can ask Lil Trey

Missing pieces of the puzzle what's the name or what's the name like Ruzzle

Pages torn out the story right before the chapter that was tied to glory

Tryin' to find what I lost like Dory, but the journey was a struggle

Whole-time what I needed right in front of me in my inventory

Woah, back on my old shit, I get you exposed quick

Nigga, woah, know you whole bitch, my hoe got more nuts than you

Real ain't gotta say they real, but I'm more realer than niggas who fuck with

I done did more for niggas than they own fam, they still say fuck me

If we slept on the floor, I expect more from you

Rock the same clothes, I expect more from you

Fuck the same hoes, I expect more from you

Help you at your lows, I expect more from you too

But being expectin' don't get you nothin' but screwed dude, it's coming from a loose screw

If the grass greener on the other side, tell me how green is it

Is it greener than the chlorophyll pigment on the dollars that I'm gettin'

You a fool if you think the other side livin' life how I live it

Tricked yo' self out yo' position now you livin' with a regretted decision

When you leave, you can't come back, I'm on to better things, my love

Should've been cut you off I was somewhat hoping shit turn great

That was the biggest mistake, you fooled me once, you don't get two more takes

If I fucked you with a glove on my life would be more okay

Lost files, new motives, brand new car, V-12 motor

My seats a massage sofa, damn near fell asleep when I control it

Rolls-Royce umbrella God make it rain when I told him

Bro said I ain't got shootin' stars 'til I pointed and I showed him

My car cost more than my house bitch I'm lit, nigga, on God

Father forgive me I been feeling empty

A whole lot of envy been trying to come near me

Repentin' and killin', I made the decision to kill anything livin'

They try to come fuck with my vision

Been seeing the hate through my lenses

I'm blind to the fact or opinions if it go anything that I represented

Deep down I'm showing resentment, built tension from me, never venting

I live by the fifth amendment, every sentence that I'm representing

Don't get intentions that I was intending, no point is intended

But to the people I offended, hoping you can apprehend me

Understand what I'm going through 'fore you judge me for the life that I'm livin'

Don't tell me I'm trippin'

NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda

Eh-eh, Woah-woah

Eh-eh, Woah-woah

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