Feignin - Yhung T.O.

16 and went and jumped up off that porch, yeah

My dawg stressin', he just woke up smokin' 'Ports

My dawg tellin', damn, it’s crazy how it go

I know they hate it VVS Cubans choke my throat, yeah

Tables turn and it turned me into a demon

On the purge, on a late night schemin'

You say you love me, I’m just hopin' that you mean it

And as soon as I come up off the road, I know you feignin'

Getting high to the sky now, wishing you was mine now

They wish they had my lifestyle

Wish they had my clothes on, wish they had my cars

Been struggling for so long, we done came too far

To let niggas slow us down, too late to hold us now

In the trap with a whole hunnid rounds

She looking up with her knees on the ground

I ain’t gotta tote no cash, I got a Visa now

Lot of shit I ain’t see in the past, I got a reason now

I gotta be here now, I gotta be here for my team

Gave out 15 to my mama and got out 15 in my jeans

Got a bust down on my wrist, got a new Glock with a beam

I’m the greatest, young Ali, I might pull up, AMG

16 and went and jumped up off that porch, yeah

My dawg stressin', he just woke up smokin' 'Ports

My dawg tellin', damn, it’s crazy how it go

I know they hate it VVS Cubans choke my throat, yeah

Tables turn and it turned me into a demon

On the purge, on a late night schemin'

You say you love me, I’m just hopin' that you mean it

And as soon as I come up off the road, I know you feignin'

Girl, I know you feignin' for it

What you need? Let me afford it

I watched all my niggas change

You was right there to be here for it

Seen too much and still ain’t seen it all

You gon' ride for me, like me at all?

Used to going to war with niggas

I ain’t know it was gon' be my dawgs

And the crowd got too much fans

And my pants got too much bands

And my whip is too damn fast

Had to let go of my past

Had to relocate my home

Ain’t no talkin' on the phone

Niggas working with the feds

'Cause they both wanna see me gone

But don’t wanna see me shine and flood my bitch with diamonds

She don’t even smoke, but in this coupe, she high as I’m is

Niggas hate that I’m on, need Wi-Fi for your iPhone

I went and got my bands right, now they telling me I’m wrong

16 and went and jumped up off that porch, yeah

My dawg stressin', he just woke up smokin' 'Ports

My dawg tellin', damn, it’s crazy how it go

I know they hate it VVS Cubans choke my throat, yeah

Tables turn and it turned me into a demon

On the purge, on a late night schemin'

You say you love me, I’m just hopin' that you mean it