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letra de freestyles on bars i-95 - young devyn

(brooklyn, trinidad, uh, listen..)

my teachers even doubted me saying i wouldn’t be here
went from making ramen now lobster is all i eat here
tried to run my race but there’s something you can’t compete here
every time they subbing i’m asking for them to be clear

on the road to the riches
we never mess’ with opps
you either told or you snitchin’, never foldin’ or flippin’
sеlling souls for the gold we be diggin’
always aimin’ for your top likе them holdin’ the smithson just wait-

you ever see your dreams knocking at your doorsteps?
but partin’ ways with the past is like the [?]
mixed breed imma lion with a dog vest
they ask my team probably winnin’ we just all blessed
i never met no youngin’ lit-er than me
i’m moon walking on my haters its a thriller to see
i’m from a city where you either go to war or retreat
it’s a place where you can fall of your feet, i know its hard to believe

from a hood where you do the crime or do the time
the only youngin’ in my bracket made a cooler rhyme
i got them [knoddin’?] like the lace without the [shooter tie?]
and subbin’ me is like you asking for that suicide
my flow is sicker than these rappers, check up
looking for my luck and i’m sorry i’m just blessed up
tryna get it now, they worry bout who next up
focused on my money yeah my haters thinkin lesser
struggling to the riches staying focused on business
trini ting, floss on my haters without the dentist
now they tryna invent it, putting me on they hitlist
move quick, shine like a diamond because i been lit
i’m 15 with some big dreams
my hitters bully but the action make some big scenes
they throwin’ dirt all on my name but i been clean
gas to the metal like my rim clean, wavy like a swim team
they say i got bar you better make a cell for me
but if my money long enough then put up bail for me
i got this game on lock without the jail on me
and got the city on they knees all hail to me

i think i start to see my caliber
my time i coming check the calendar
young dev the greatest i dare somebody go after her
i got my ring up in this game without the bachelor
nah you never passing us
get out your feeling devyn
i know you chilling devyn
you learned a lesson from your l’s that’s why you winning devyn
i know its crazy when you lookin at your livin’
you know that in the future you gonna probably own some buildings devyn
i left some people in the past that’s where i keep her
some hitters always hatin’ i act like i don’t see ’em
they tryna take my path the half way is route [?]
it’s airplane mode every time i’m in these meetings

the big dogs askin’ is your ready for it
man throw a million on the table and i’m bettin’ on it
it’s only nike cause these haters always checkin’ for me
the devil knockin’ at my door but only blessings for me
i’m blessed…
(young devyn in the building man, listens she’s..she’s in my lineup)
(i messed up i said i was 15, i’m 16)
(listen she’s in my lineup. understand what i’m saying? i don’t know what you got lined up for me but young devyn is in my lineup)
(you want more?)
(yo…oh!)
(you about to secure your lineup)
(oh okay)

uh
i’m looking for fakes
but when i pull up watch the look on they face
i move quick my ducks quack take a look on the tapes
couple lions in my jungle we be cookin’ the snakes
so much stars all in my vision like i looked in the wraith
haters waitin’ till i’m tired but i couldn’t deflate
i jug and i chase the struggle man you wouldn’t relate
mama workin’ two jobs and ramen noodles on plates
i got a call the other day my brother booked for a case, let me catch it

uh, yeah. listen
uh, my life is different
i missed a couple shots but never pivot
money made it my business
i wash’ em up like some dishes
debating on the youngin’, gifted like it was christmas
tryna get out the ghetto like when you gettin’ evicted, wait
i’m too fly i never needed no passport
we touch down and move in like it’s a task force
you speaking on me but really i never asked for it
got the whole city on my back like it’s jansport
i was on the block contemplating how to level up
they can imitate me but just know they wasn’t never us
down into a hundred had to flip it like a wrestler
16 with a big dream never seconded up
it’s my time and y’all walkin’ on a fine line
i’m seeing through them like the glasses in the wine dine
it’s prime time i’m pullin’ up like surprise slimes
[?] on that visa, you call a youngin’ einstein
i was always told you either get it or you get back
speakin’ on my hitters ufc with this kickback
tired of being broke it’s crunch time like a six pack
they mans can get this heat when i divide you like a kitkat
grew up out the projects
man i vexed
with hitters with 9 tecs pretend you the hot flesh
your pockets filled with lint you gadda make that dime stretch
my moms can’t do it on her own so i’m stressed, yeah…

- young devyn

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