By The Way - Young Jeezy

Yeah

Just call me young

My money grown though, by the way

Ha ha, let’s go

Ha ha ha, Young, you already know what time it is

Let’s go

Said I’m young by the way, the one by the way

I ain’t trippin' I just do this shit for fun by the way

The truth by the way, the proof by the way

Mr. Front up on me know I’m gonna shoot by the way

I said it’s on by the way, I’m in the zone by the way

You can call me Mr. Get 'Em gone by the way

I did it by the way, I was with it by the way

I talk it like I did it cause I lived it by the way

What ya say Young

The boy might go nuts, holes in niggas just like donuts

My kreme be krispy, these niggas can’t get me

Must be the wrong size cause these niggas can’t fit me

Never let 'em play me, never let 'em bullshit me

If they ever bullshit me, send the coroner to get me

And when the coroner come get me, I’mma take you pussies with me

I ain’t trustin' 12 shots, you know I keep them choppers with me

And I don’t trust you Bumba clots, you know I keep them shotta’s with me

Can’t let the goons get bored, gotta keep them niggas busy

And I ain’t trustin' nobody, so I took my money with me

Cause last time they got me get me get me

Stay on it by the way, I want it by the way

Take it to ya mama’s mama house where everybody stay

Where everybody sleep, leave everybody sleep

Have a baby by who, that’s everybody’s freak

Baby like a drycleaners, done seen everybodys sheets

Take 'em straight to the hood, let everybody eat

I went down they went down, now everybody cheap

Or should I say cheaper maybe even lower

Ya’ll niggas gettin' missed if ya’ll talk any slower

Then ya flow a be screwed, now that a be rude

I demand my respect, plus I gotta sack

Had the Westside crackin' ask about in the map

I turned a brick into a clothing line, a Boost commercial

And they still talkin' yola, so who’s commercial?

Young like Noah I move them birds by the two

Daddy need to smoke, the coupe need a pair of shoes

I keep my A.I.

on still won’t cross over

I gotta half a box left I think I need more soda

Hustlin'' since I was ten still ain’t met Sosa

I just got this thing in it’s too big for a holster

They say I’m bipolar so indecisive

So muthafuckin' what I know some bitches who like it

The real niggas recite it, the real bitches they love it

It’s just the way that I thug it it’s what they want I’m like fuck it