Letra de Yungen - Rod Wave

(Feat. Jack Harlow)

How you tell me love me? You knew you wouldn't keep me around

Done with the fightin', I don't want discussions, so now I'm just tunin' you out

We out in public and you talkin' crazy, you steadily runnin' your mouth

This ain’t the time to be chewing me out, you should've listened, I told you my time was comin', my time was now, now

And they say, "Ooh, there go the youngin," yeah, yeah

Make way for him, yeah, yeah

They say, "Ooh, there go the youngin," yeah, yeah

We was waitin' for him, ooh, there go the youngin’

This was my dream, I always believed, but I couldn't see this comin’

I used to walk to the school, walk to the store, catch the buses

Now I'm in back of the 'Bach and catchin' jets across the country

I had to find a grind, find the time and make out a plan

I used to hit my knees, talk to God, and beg for a chance

I used to go on tours, open up and open up again

Now you can book a show and I'ma bring fifteen thousand fans

I still remember high school, I ain't fuck with nobody

Mama lookin' at me crazy when I told her, "Fuck college"

I couldn't follow rules, got me kicked out my mama house

Told you I'd be a star sittin' on your mama couch (Yeah)

Yeah, they say, "Ooh, there go the youngin," yeah, yeah

Make way for him, yeah, yeah (Make way, make way, yeah)

They say, "Ooh, there go the youngin," yeah, yeah

We was waitin' for him, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah-ooh (Mmm)

I was an open at ACT back when I took my ACTs

Back when I took a lil' A-D-D-Y, but I didn't have no ADD

South by Southwest, A3C, now they wanna treat my name like an ATV

Draggin' that through the mud, sweat, tears, and the blood

I don't follow trends, orders, crowds, rules, I just follow my gut

This whole world, that's all that I want, your main girl, that's all that I want

Just one spin, I'll call when I'm done

Whole nation full of kids with the same haircut, I call 'em my sons

Told my dawg look at what we done, look at that crowd, look at where we from

Fifteen deep, "Look it, here he comes," hear ye, hear ye, here we come

Y'all still here, but you're nearly done, sincerely, um, the greatest

They just wanna degrade us 'cause the heat wave is equal to the equators

Would you rather me be her screensaver or the one that she sees later?

Think on it, we'll speak later, Rod Wave, it's gon' be a while 'til we waiver

Yeah, they say, "Ooh, there go the youngin," yeah, yeah

Make way for him, yeah, yeah (Oh, make way for him, thank God)

They say, "Ooh, there go the youngin," yeah, yeah (Thank God)

We was waitin' for him, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah-ooh

We begin with breaking news tonight

A heavy police presence right now at Pier Six Downtown, Pier Six Pavilion

Rod Wave, a rapper was just wrapped up a performance

And there were reports that the Pavilion was almost in capacity with a large crowd left outside

Some people thought what a wise one would say: "They paid for tickets, but they were not able to get inside and see the show"

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