Young OG II - Fabolous/Abir Haronni

Troubled tears they'll land you there

Open your eyes it's all a disguise

The fear that you feel is not real not real

The fear that you feel is not real

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But I know all about you I do

Look the saddest story comes from

Those who once had the glory

Had the foreigns diamond watches and the baddest shorties

Now they in their latter 40s

Bunch of kids scattered shorties

No respect from the neglect

They call they daddy Corey

I'm from a different cloth that ain't the pattern for me

There's levels to this sh*t it's different categories

Can't be like them niggas out here looking fat and gordie

They ain't never won no rings but be mad at Horry

Talkin bout Man that ni**a don't deserve that sh*t

Like I was really in these streets I used to serve that sh*t

We started from the bottom had to topsy-turn that sh*t

Get it while the gettins' good after that preserve that sh*t

My ex texted me last night but I curve that sh*t

Coulda end up hitting it be too late to swerve that sh*t

That's a young mistake

Lord knows I made me some

I love getting brain that never made me dumb

All that did was made me cum

Swear these hoes made me numb

Only feelings for this b**ch

You been shoulda gave me some

I knew some niggas who had some

Bread never gave me crumbs

Drink the whole f**king juice and never saved me some

I know how young niggas feel

I had to live through sh*t

See the world as constipated nobody gon' give you sh*t

I learned that niggas gon be niggas yeah we shouldn't do it

But hoes gon' be hoes they just ain't admitting to it

Where I been Gettin to it

Goin' through and gettin' through it

Running round killin' sh*t and tellin' cops I didn't do it

That's why they call me Young OG

And I'ma spit this d**e sh*t until my tongue OD

I flew my shorty in from Cali and she brung OG

She got me chillin' in my city but my lungs OT yeah

And f**k them niggas online reply why

Broke niggas talkin' cause it's free wifi

Troubled tears they'll land you there

Open your eyes it's all a disguise

The fear that you feel is not real not real

The fear that you feel is not real no

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But I know all about you I do

My son gon' be a king

I tell him every morning

I put my chain on his neck right now it's heavy on him

One day it'll all be his so I'm forever on him

I test him all the time and I never warn him

I pop quiz him like stop listenin' and drop wiz em

Pops vision the bottoms crowded the top isn't

We talk guap missions cops prison

I help him see it clearly I'm his life optician

Could learn from my experience but youngin' gotta live

Not with that mentality that something gotta give

Cause that how we grew up

Probably should of picked for boogers

Nah we was on them streets juggin for that mugger

Still scared that you could get killed

That fear that you feel was that real

But I'm there like I will not get killed

So that fear that I feel is not real boy

I'ma true King tryna raise a new king

I wanna show him stuff how to do things

How to ride a bike how to tie shoe strings

How to be a man how to treat his boo thing

Gotta have a OG to give you that Go 'head

I don't blame you niggas I blame your old head

I know all about that my Poppa wasn't down

Poppa used to come through Poppa doesn't now

Shoulda' protected me but Poppa wasn't 'round

So now I got this 9 that pop-a-dozen round

Them kids grow up quick usually grow you up too

Turn you to a big dog that's what having pups do

Did a lot but I know I ain't done yet

Before it goes down I make sure that my son set

You made so strong you made this whole song

You made me Young OG love you Johan

Troubled tears they'll land you there

Open your eyes it's all a disguise

The fear that you feel is not real not real

The fear that you feel is not real no

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But I know all about you I do I do