Yea
The duty of youth is a challenge
(This shit is a challenge my n***a)
I'm drinking my pain for youth put ODed the gallons
I came up with gallons my n***a
I came up
I drank from the youth of the fountain

These n***as be hating on me
And they mad
Yea they mad I'm exploring my talents

Fuck all that hoopti who
You can never catch me in a hoopti doo
Ima bring it right round like a hollu hoop
Tried to come by the gang I'm like who is you
Break it down I'm like

Oh oh oh oh
All these n***as wanna steal my sauce

But you can not obtain it
You gangster
Yo shit entertainment
You not g
So please do not claim it
My n***as gone makе it look dangerous
I might as well not entеrtain it
Cause my brodie gone see what you saying
Then pull up on you and yo mans
Now you soft and you changing yo language
Nah
Where that shit that you was talking
Von put em in a coffin
I'm ballin do this shit often

Like Purple Hearted
PHL
Purple Hearted
PHL is on the way
August 3rd August 3rd August 3rd
Lil n***a save the date

Gotta call from my dogs
They had a lil n***a on speaker phone
They crying and shouting right thru the phone
I'm yelling like wtf is going on

They telling me the homie just got cancer
And the doctors couldn't find no answers
But he sleeping laying in the stretcher
Now I'm finna lose my fucking manners

I can't put up with that
Up with that
Wassup with that
Where the fuck my cousins at
Ain't no luck with that
Can't with that
You mean to tell me lil bruh ain't coming back?
Like wtf do you mean?
That's my little brother
That's my little king
We was best friends trapping thru east
Now his last days is on machines

Like that shit is so crazy
That was my day 1 since a baby
When I was down couldn't nobody else save me
Cause the rest of these n***as fugazy

These n***a be counter fit
These n***a be acting it
But they ain't really bout the shit
See my brother was bout the shits
He sending shit
& Everyday we getting lit

That was his Favorite song
Had that shit as my ringtone
Whenever he would call my phone
But we ain't talked in so long
I left my lil Brodie in the Mil alone
Now He ain't coming home

It's like
Oh oh oh oh oh
Can't no one replace my lil brudda
But yea
I gotta go get for him
I gotta go get it
I gotta make up for the days he ain't living for him

I gotta make it for my mama
Know she tired working for impostors
She want Lil Daij to be a scholar
Know she wanted me to be a doctor

But I can't fuck with it
Fuck with it
Fuck with it
Ma I'm on some other shit

Like
Wassup with it
Sup with it
I Gotta choose music
I'm in love with it

Like yea
Ima get us out the Mil
Move my family to the hills
No more Asking for a place to fill
All the wounds I made then Ima heal

Like Purple Hearted
PHL
Purple Hearted
PHL is on the way
August 3rd August 3rd August 3rd
Lil n***a save the date