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lottery - youth soul love lyrics

[verse 1: youth soul love]
swear i be f*cking fly
i should sit in a c*ckpit
all eyes on me, yeah, i’m on my pac sh*t
hundred k!llers ready to rage and go mosh pit
convertible coupe, red lipstick drop six
i’m a god, i don’t do the gossip
i’m in a different league
if i was a freshman, i’d be the top pick
came, came from the bottom, now top of the topic
all money in just like nip
watching my stocks flip
the world need jesus, i told jesus put that on god
if it’s us against the world, then the world can’t see us
and the kids wanna be us
who know one day, we’d be a role model from spitting fire?
f*cking these cold models who shape like cola bottle
it’s too easy for me
your sh*t ain’t dope as some coke, it’s just pepsi i see
we on top like zz and you ready to sleep
tlc, man, she ready to creep
i never love these hoes
[chorus: youth soul love & steven young]
money keep coming
you know how it goes
i might tell your girl i love her
but we don’t love these hoes
get money to the sun up, sundown
champagne turn up, we never turn down
we get money to the sun up, sundown
champagne turn up, we never turn down
it’s about to go down (down, down, down)
it’s about to go down (steven)
new york city, yeah
it’s about to go down

[verse 2: steven young]
it’s about to go down in this b*tch
n*gga ’bout to blow up like a blimp
i cop everything in designer
so many chains making me limp
so much blue, you would’ve thought i was crip (steven)
i ball so much, i should’ve went to the league
i got bread, chicken, and cheese
i got the isle of the gs
all this paper gon’ make me sneeze
f*cked up off the pollen and trees
getting money disease, ooh
i got thur
i spent money and i get it right back
put my team on my back
f*t*d, that’s the set
[chorus: youth soul love]
money keep coming
you know how it goes
i might tell your girl i love her
but we don’t love these hoes
get money to the sun up, sundown
champagne turn up, we never turn down
we get money to the sun up, sundown
champagne turn up, we never turn down
it’s about to go down

[verse 3: dark atm & youth soul love]
yeah, it’s about to go down
everybody know the temperature when boy come around (it’s about to go down, down)
ayo, jesus, i told you i got you, n*gga (new york city)
all love, let’s go
(yeah, it’s about to go down, down)
uh, yeah, it’s about to go down
everybody know the temperature when boy come around
tuck the chains and the watches if you ain’t from around
got a couple guala gualas, yeah, they hunting it down
see, the energy is different when n*ggas know that you winning
praying for you to finish, but, homie, this the beginning
rap n*ggas be lying, like, n*gga, who is you kidding?
never played in the field and never stuck in the kitchen
it get hot over here, pray to god over here
hogie on the scope, you get dropped over
moving blocks over here like the stocks over here
and we gon’ run the streets like the mob over here, yeah
uh, i been on it since a juvie
uzi tucked in the coogie
pushing packs in the boonies
you wouldn’t know if you knew me
i deliver the pookie
body shape like karrueche
half a joint in a coochie, n*gga
it’s about to go down
it’s about to go down, n*gga (it’s about to go down, down)
[outro: youth soul love]
dark, i see you, soul
it’s about to go down, down
we living like we hit the lottery, baby, soul

- youth soul love lyrics

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