Young iLL ANd I'm Fucking hype Lyrics

Young, Ill, ANd I'm Fucking hype

Dumb, trill, fucked up off the life

Fucked up all the night

I could tell you what I haven't done

Rather you tell what I'm finna do

I could tell you haven't been this numb

I could tell you never did stand true

Young, Ill, ANd I'm Fucking hype

Dumb, trill, fucked up off the life

Fucked up all the night

I could tell you what I haven't done

Rather you tell what I'm finna do

I could tell you haven't been this numb

I could tell you never did stand true

Matter of fact, I see you mad at the lack of the Empathy had

How you expecting you pregnant with stressing what next to you has

It's definitely that, you never gon' change I know what you'll say

What is so different? The level he rap, Oh and of course his name

Fuck I'm saying, fuck I'm doing, sound like scarface in them movies

Throwing F's while teaching students, feeling rude and feeling stupid

Feeling like I'm finna lose it, really how's he finna do this

Hows he loosen competition just to hit him so they lose in competition

Give me wishes, Give me bottles fuck a genie

I want every fucking spliff lit, might switch shit might sniff sniff

Might bang bang, I'm pushing needles

Might change lanes, you looking feeble

In a slugging beatle tryna come for me hoe

You don't know Jack dickleson

Tryna fuck with me is a grave mistake, it's dug for free

You nothings think, yo attacks hitting him

But they not, and it's sad cuz you want

What I have, so you talk

Fuck all that I'm going off, I'm fucking

Young, Ill, ANd I'm Fucking hype

Dumb, trill, fucked up off the life

Fucked up all the night

I could tell you what I haven't done

Rather you tell what I'm finna do

I could tell you haven't been this numb

I could tell you never did stand true

Young, Ill, ANd I'm Fucking hype

Dumb, trill, fucked up off the life

Fucked up all the night

I could tell you what I haven't done

Rather you tell what I'm finna do

I could tell you haven't been this numb

I could tell you never did stand true

Fact of the matter, it doesn't matter the fact that I'm young

Cuz I'm ill and I'm faster to run, pass me the blunt

Pass me whatever can make me forget

That's a cliche cause that's what it is, life been a bitch

I better run to store get her more of whatever can fix

What I got, what I got

What I got happening

I'll take it back to when

I'll take it back to when they gave a fuck

I'll say the raps again being all passionate

I am just looking for ass in the cut

Uhn, Back in a rut

Do what you do for a laugh, no fucks, give it

Up

Do what I do you fucking punks can suck my

Nuts

Move with the wind, consuming I binge

Heard many words, ain't here to convince

I was bumping Fif with a fucking bib

I was hungry then, now I'm starving

Get Rich Die Trying I go-

Not a fan of the ridicule

Kid is cool but he ain't nothing sweet

You could puff a bee off the honey tree, It still will not fuck with me

I said I'm Tony, Soprano, Montana, it doesn't matter

This how Chris Rose and did better than ever