Meek Mill – YBA (feat. The-Dream)

Know them kids beefin’, they let it get out of hand
Felons on your records so them jobs ain’t gettin’ back at you
Never answer when you call, but answer for them bitches
Young black America
Young black America
They told us, if we make a sale, we would run a check in
Comin’ from the bottom, it’s so hard to make a plan
Lord with a blessing, I just hope he learned his lesson
Young black America
OGs never told us nothin’ in advance

Them kids ain’t eat yet, so you can’t even sleep yet
[Chorus: The-Dream]
Pullin’ up in that Holy Ghost
Young niggas brainwashed, they just wanna rap and hoop
Got you thinking twice, damn I should’ve been a witness
Caught up in the system, visit from his sister
Wanna live like the fairer skin, (na na)
They was playing ball, fouled him hard, said I’d be back
It’s kinda crazy there’s another world on the other side of town
Mama she was sour, sippin’ on the Absolut
My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no skirts
[Chorus: The-Dream]
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
My prayers, my faith

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Fall to the paradigm, (na na)
Said they would ride or die, but it ain’t even in ’em
Young black America
Young black American, (na na)
Could’ve been a lawyer until they came and shackled you
Broad day, threw his life away, soon as he clapped
Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up
Young black America
The destruction, the hate
Grew up with the goons, now he need protection
Occupied on that Marilyn, (na na)
Talkin’ ’bout all these niggas, how they ain’t even with him
Young black America
Only made us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate
Young black America
Young black America
No toys for Christmas, ain’t get us no presents
Threw a rock out in that field, and got intercepted
Young black America
We slaves in the ’40s, still slaves in the present
Young black America
The prophecies of the wild nigga, no church
Young black America
He dropped outta school, then he got arrested
Gave that boy a life sentence, made his momma relapse
Will never be the same
Young black America
He stumbled, he fumbled, y’all niggas just rumble

Young black America
That’s the only thing we ever saw, we repeat that
Always postin’ on the ‘Gram, but hey ain’t sendin’ pictures
They told you to hustle, them niggas don’t love you
Damn, they don’t understand
Young black America
All guns, no glory, been going on before me
They told us, if we go to jail, we would be respected
Pastor rollin’ up in that Rolls
Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
Young black America
Young niggas killing young niggas, shit is like the Klan, I said
You don’t wanna end up like my man Ahmed
Dismantle my business, just telling my story
Preaching, while niggas dying by the Bible code
Told my young nigga, "You the man," I said
The obstruction of my faith
White man kill a black man, they never report us
Young black America
Praying five times a day, prostration on his head
Youngin’ in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and Wesson
Screamin’ isha Lord that he don’t make it to the feds
Black man kill a white man, they gon’ start a war up
Young black America