Lil Durk – Young Niggas Lyrics Ft. Meek Mill

Intro:
Meek, what up bro?
L

Chorus:
N****s selling re-rock
I can hear from the (?) they tryna eavesdrop
100 bands in the sneak box
I make a bad b***h turn into a freak thot
Lately I’ve been rolling out in Cali with my n***a YG and he a treetop “he a treetop yeah”
On my way to link up at Chicago my n***a with Durk and get the 30 threeshot “get the 30 threeshot yeah”
I’m just rolling ’round, I’m rolling ’round my city
That boss talk, that dog talk my young n****s so with it
And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches
Chico no fool, but my young n****s keep limits
‘Cause I do it for the young n****s
I getting money with my young n****s
I’m toting guns with my young n****s
And I told them I’m the one n***a

Verse 1:
My young n****s they so with it
Big bag they go get it
Get the drop, that’s game time
Get rolled on, you don’t roll with us
I don’t know n****s, I don’t owe n****s
Don’t talk money, I choke n****s
Don’t talk verses, I live that
You talk work, get kidnapped like Ye’
We ain’t got no love for that other side, no way
Young n****s a sweep your whole mother side with that K
30 shots on 30 shots, we run up on yo’ boy dead
Lawyer money on lawyer money, my young n****s okay
Ay, in the clip going A
Extendos in my bape
Stars all on my roof
Hit the hood and that Wraith
I’m just rolling ’round, I’m rolling ’round in my city
Got that 30 round, 30 round and that semi yeah

Chorus:
I’m just rolling ’round, I’m rolling ’round my city
That boss talk, that dog talk my young n****s so with it
And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches
Chico no fool, but my young n****s keep limits
‘Cause I do it for the young n****s
I getting money with my young n****s
I’m toting guns with my young n****s
And I told them I’m the one n***a

Verse 2:
Free 9, shoot n****s on free time
P***y n****s better rewind
Back it up don’t say it again
Gang s**t, we play to win
Play for keeps, Ikey hopping up out the jeep
You ain’t knock him up out the sheets
Maybach sitting behind the sheet yeah
N****s I’ve been in the Chi kill for me yeah
N****s on the Larry Hoover still love me yeah
A couple drug lovers I call ’em pills baby
‘Cause you got a gun b***h you still scary
Anywhere yet don’t put me in that jam n***a
Ain’t saying s**t, my young n****s go ham n***a
Came ’round stick, and we on whoever whatever anybody can get it, I’m with it yeah yeah

Chorus:
I’m just rolling ’round, I’m rolling ’round my city
That boss talk, that dog talk my young n****s so with it
And I came up and I stayed up in them trenches
Chico no fool, but my young n****s keep limits
‘Cause I do it for the young n****s
I getting money with my young n****s
I’m toting guns with my young n****s
And I told them I’m the one n***a