Meek Mill
Young Kings Lyrics
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my cool whip
Hundred on my neck lookinâ like I move bricks
My life is like a movie, every day a new script
And ainât it funny how this money make a mood switch
Cuz they be talkinâ beef, I be up in Ruthâs Chris
Who is this at the door, I think itâs the devil donât let him in
Just rap and take my niggas to places we never been
And when it comes to cake I get it like Entenmann’s
With the heart of a lion, no lyinâ I never been
No hope for these fuck boys
On my second mil and I ainât talkinâ lunch boy
Club 30, run dirty and it’s top boy
Cuz I could treat you like a prison get you touched boy
No homo, before I had a deal I was poppinâ, no promo
All of a sudden all these bad bitches want a photo
Mâs in my account and Mâs in the logo
So everytime I spend a hundred k I scream YOLO
Young kings, young kings
I be rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
Rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
Crowns on my wrist and my head
And Iâmma ball hard in this bitch âtil Iâm dead
Itâs money on my mind, make me put it on your head
And have your own homies lookinâ at you like youâre bread
Tryna eat nigga, Iâm from Philly so you know I play for keeps nigga
Six pallbearers, six feet deep nigga
No insurance you been sitting six weeks nigga
Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks nigga
Young kings, all I know is one thing
Live life, one dream, started in the drug game
Where they never make it out unless you got a gun gang
Walkinâ through my city but itâs lookinâ like I run things
Runninâ shit, diarrhea
And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
G5 through the sky boy we outta here
Sippin P&J fresh from out the PJ
Young kings, young kings
I be rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
Rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I still wake up go and get it, youngin on a mission
Cuz when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes
But Iâm different, I still put âem on just to show âem right
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
I keep a milli by my side because we both alike
Try and keep that nigga out the field cuz he be throwinâ white
Dishinâ d, tryna get rich as me
Iâm worth a couple million man that shit was meant to be
20 gold chains on, shit I think Iâm Mr. T
If I could live my life again I wouldnât do it differently
Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me
Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history
Bitches say they missinâ me, I never fall for it
Cuz they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it
And if my niggas need it, I tell âem come for it
Cuz when it comes to me, they shootinâ like a small forward, swish
Young kings, young kings
I be rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
Rollinâ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame