Lyrics King Lil G – The Youth
Text:
Yeah! I go by the name of King Lil G!
And I dedicate this to all my young homies strugglin’ in the motherfuckin’ ghetto
Imma need you to take a smoke as I take you back to this 90 shit
Yeah! Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier
Yeah! Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier
Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah
I remember when my little homie got recruited
I know you got a lot of heart, but now you got to proove it
Just a young student, got your mind polluted
Codein, any pills and some gangster music
Little homie, you don’t know no better
Fuck arround and do some time and lose your soul forever
I’ve seen it happened, one of my homies went to prison
I would give him a shout out, but first I need permission
Did I mention, I’ve been fenced, had to face the consequences?
I’ve seen him shittin’ tears from that life sentence
I’ve seen him shittin’ tears when his whife is mentioned
It hurts my motherfuckin’ heart. The pain is never ended
I can pain a perfect picture, picture me in different images
My words of whisdoms like the art of war in prison
Homies don’t give a fuck about you
They’re ’bout to go smoke and fuck hoes without you
Yeah! Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier
Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah
Yeah! Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier
Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah
And welly father, forgive me! I almost sitting my spirit
Was feelin’ lonely in alley full of drug dealers
I’m trynna hide my deepest secrets
People judge me, but I trynna change the earth
I trynna tell that younger woman, what she’s worth
I trynna tell her: «Baby girl, take this knowledge from me.»
She got corrupted by ambition, her mission is money
But the truth, she don’t never listen
«Your dignity is everything, baby, you were born an prinsece
Just remember, there’s a reason for this cruicifixion.»
She looked the other way, that’s why I’m kind of discing
«Even though your beauty’s gonna fade away
I wish you had some pride in your eyes like the fifth of may.»
… -break-…
«Yeah, I wish you had some prid in your eyes like the fifth of may!»
Yeah! Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier
Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah
Yeah! Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier
Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah
It’s gonna get brighter
It’s gonna get brighter
It’s gonna get brighter
It’s gonna get brighter
It’s gonna get brighter
It’s gonna get brighter
Ooooh, yeah
