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Blk & Wht Lyrics

[Hook]
Young n**** black, but he selling white
Young n**** black, but he selling white
Mmm, hmmmm
Wanna gain it all, but you gon' lose your life
Young n**** black, but he selling white
Young n**** black, but he selling white
n**** crib so big, it's a d*** shame
n**** sellin' white for a gold chain

[Verse 1]
I've been trained to go since a young n**** stepped off the porch
Catch me in the kitchen, kilo, hey bring the fork
I've been trying to hold it down but these n***** living so foul
Running out on n***** intent of knocking ya down
Bang - your window shattered like it never mattered
You moving weight, your pockets getting fatter
It's politics when it come to sticks
Ski mask and glove, n**** want a brick
My money funny, but you gotta love it
High heel thugging in Magic City, these b****** f******
Your homie doing taxes and they still call it fraud
I'm in and out of traffic, still moving hard

[Hook]
Young n**** black, but he selling white
Young n**** black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young n**** sitting in the Benz and it's white on white
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[Verse 2]
Take a look at me, I'm trapping
No excuses, I'm stacking, talking hundred on top of hundred
Them 100 making the magic blow
A hundred in a day, a hundred different ways
Rich n****, b****, put a hundred in my grave
Make my headstone read ''head of MMG''
That's another hundred mil, really, you can come and see
Forbes.com, I'm the Teflon Don
Too close to a n**** as a m************ bomb
Trayvon Martin, I'm never missing my target
b**** n***** hating, tell me it's what I'm parking
Wingstop owner, lemon pepper aroma
Young, black n****, barely got a diploma
[Hook]
Young n**** black, but he selling white
Young n**** black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Sitting in the Phantom and it's white on white
Young n**** black, but he selling white
Young n**** black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young n**** sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

[Verse 3]
Showing 'til the day I die, I'mma look up at the sky
Young trap star, reap, the world is mine
Procedeing with my grind like police is on my line
Instagramming s*** for all the teachers I despised
Never saw my vision, you only saw me suspended
Now my white b****** be f****** me 'til I'm winded
Breathe, breathe, young n****, breathe
If your a** wasn't rapping, what would you be?

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Mastermind (2014)