The Youth - King Lil G

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

Hook (2x):

Yeah!

Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier

Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah

Part 1:

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

Hook (2x):

Yeah!

Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier

Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah

Part 2:

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

Believe my mother’s tears, man I trynna keep (???)

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!»

Hook (2x):

Yeah!

Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get easier

Oooouuuuh child, things are gonna get brighter, yeah

It’s gonna get brighter (6x)

Ooooh, yeah