Yeah! (Two!) (5x)
Yeah! Two-Up!
Uh
[Verse 1]
They call me young boy, young crack
Brought up where them slums at
Hustle, I done done that
Customers I brung back
Just cause how I sung raps
Some of them are ? crack
?? only some will let their gun clap
Me, I'm on a cash chase, I'm running where them funds at
Rolling up the L and put something where my lungs at
Money come in dumb stacks, n***** lookin hungry and they wonder where they lunch at
I already come for that
I ain't find comfort at, any spot less than the top
You n***** had it but ya records done flop
So I picked it up and ran with the rock
And I ain't gotta sing it on the cards for you to understand that I'm hot
I just face one, stand up and rock, I give my hat a good c***
To the side and do my d***gity-bop
I'm the man to be watched, or the n**** to see
If you want it, then I got it, you can get it from me
(Hook)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
[Verse 2]
Should I feel bad cause n***** sold you a dream
Now Young Khalifa I'm controlling the scene
I ain't roll with ya team, did my own little thing
Now the records I be making got me holding the cream
And I'm only a teen, got respect like a man though
But all the real n***** say they love how ya man flow
Love how I'm repping the Burgh at every d*** show (412)
Sit back, puff on the herb, countin my d*** dough
Smile in my face, doubt ya kid on the down low
They ain't believe it before, them f****** now know
But now though, you see through like a plate of glass
Tryna hide, I see you with ya hating a**
I'm bout making cash, haze by the ?? bag
Me and sledgren switch the swag just to make em mad
And n***** watchin my moves, so I'm make em fast
I'm first up, you out of luck, and takin last
(Chorus)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Yeah! Two-Up!
Uh
[Verse 1]
They call me young boy, young crack
Brought up where them slums at
Hustle, I done done that
Customers I brung back
Just cause how I sung raps
Some of them are ? crack
?? only some will let their gun clap
Me, I'm on a cash chase, I'm running where them funds at
Rolling up the L and put something where my lungs at
Money come in dumb stacks, n***** lookin hungry and they wonder where they lunch at
I already come for that
I ain't find comfort at, any spot less than the top
You n***** had it but ya records done flop
So I picked it up and ran with the rock
And I ain't gotta sing it on the cards for you to understand that I'm hot
I just face one, stand up and rock, I give my hat a good c***
To the side and do my d***gity-bop
I'm the man to be watched, or the n**** to see
If you want it, then I got it, you can get it from me
(Hook)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
[Verse 2]
Should I feel bad cause n***** sold you a dream
Now Young Khalifa I'm controlling the scene
I ain't roll with ya team, did my own little thing
Now the records I be making got me holding the cream
And I'm only a teen, got respect like a man though
But all the real n***** say they love how ya man flow
Love how I'm repping the Burgh at every d*** show (412)
Sit back, puff on the herb, countin my d*** dough
Smile in my face, doubt ya kid on the down low
They ain't believe it before, them f****** now know
But now though, you see through like a plate of glass
Tryna hide, I see you with ya hating a**
I'm bout making cash, haze by the ?? bag
Me and sledgren switch the swag just to make em mad
And n***** watchin my moves, so I'm make em fast
I'm first up, you out of luck, and takin last
(Chorus)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
I'm doing my thing a young n**** tryna get his cake up
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)
Doing what you can't do so you n***** out here hating us
(Should I feel bad for what's happening)