To Be Young Lyrics - Bj Chicago Kid

Follow me as I creep through the night on a GT bike 

This whirlwind that I call my life 

Peep the crime, the drugs, the dimes, the dubs 

Round 1999, when it was me Tyrique, Jamar, Malik 

Young juveniles runnin' through the halls with heat 

Before we developed a love for larceny 

Parents on ice so we all starve for weeks 

So one night Malik got his hand on a gun 

All you heard was "Blam Blam" when it sung 

Caught a body where the news cameras won't come 

Still chewing candy, dammit we was young 

And I can still smell the stench of the 

Body bag by the project bench 

Tyrique and Malik, I ain't seen 'em since 

Jamar, too fat, couldn't hop over the fence, my nigga 

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Oh to be young, In a crazy crazy world 

Oh to be young, In a crazy crazy world 

Awaken by the daylight once the night was lost 

Woke up the next morning and my bike was gone 

Wasn't long 'til I got another 

Courtesy of the upper, East side hanging with kids like Jamar 

Might sleep on the couch let her ice the frost 

Favorite TV show, Miami Vice was on 

Nigga in the kitchen that look just like Lebron 

That I never seen in my life, calling my mama wife 

But, he ain't play for the league he slung white 

Tattoos in, bullet wounds was a type 

A felony, battery, a few strikes 

Thought when I grew up that's what I'd be like 

Nah, give 'em OE and he out cold 

Everyday thing in my household 

I'm starving and my Nikes is scuffed 

Life is so short it shouldn't be so rough 

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Ayo journey through my adolescent hood 

Thing named Neesha woulda hit it if I could 

Gave me head dope like a real lady should 

Before the skateboard had a shorty on wood 

Had a body that was wet, too old for her brain 

Wondering why her clothes just don't fit the same 

Got appointed by a pimp named Snow Cap 

White boy, skinny frame but his dough fat 

He had the cars, the fame, the clothes, the broads 

The name, the jewels, the chain, the charm 

Whatever represented success 

The Bentley, the Lex, he would be in it next 

Found out he got niggas paying Neesha for sex 

Guess I was vexed cause I ain't hit it yet 

One night came up short, it was time to collect 

Next morning found her body in the back of the Jects 

A crazy world