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CAMP JAY - Young Vet Lyrics



CAMP JAY - Young Vet Lyrics




Going KD, young veteran
You wanna bet?
Better bet that I'm better than
You front center with her
N***ga I was federline
Could've made her mine
But you know, scheduling

On this road of mine
Can't stop pedaling
Still gotta organize kill
Leave no evidence
I'm on a borderline of therapy and medicine
Cause all the shit I ate
Can't let it settle in
I's prolly levitate
Mosh, let the levy break
Can't be no featherweight
I gotta do like Luda say
I throw them bows through life
Who're you to say
We don't deserve the ice
F**k you do today?
I got my juice today

F**k is you talking bout'
Bring them choppers out
Even though I chose a different route
I represent family
Represent being a king
But problems are bodies now
Cause I show love to everybody
Sip bel air with the posse
That my dog, that my lassy
Them others, trust em far as I can see
Poppa taught me how I gotta be
In ya s**t, I hear a lot of me
Mother f***er win the lottery
Generational pottery
Quit chasing who you tryna be
The struggle changed my mind frame
Man the hood was my lobotomy
So really tell me
Who stopping me?

Young veteran
You wanna bet?
Better bet that I'm better than
You front center with her
N***ga I was federline
Could've made her mine
But you know, scheduling

On this road of mine
Can't stop pedaling
Still gotta organize kill
Leave no evidence
I'm on a borderline of therapy and medicine
Cause all the shit I ate
Can't let it settle in
I's prolly levitate
Mosh, let the levy break
Can't be no featherweight
I gotta do like Luda say
I throw them bows through life
Who're you to say
We don't deserve the ice
F**k you do today?
I got my juice today

You know the motto, boss up
A n***a top hungry for a slice
All my n***as need bustdowns
In the Stu , cooking up them pies
All my n***as lost n***as
To the game, they sacrificed
My new boo, she bossed up
Hit law school
Gotta up her price
Sis ten
Whatever she want
She get that twice
Remember that day I said nah
S**t won't suffice
N***as be quick to chastise
Til' I flip like chest ties
Going for a ring
Me and Brody jump for chest fives
Got my old thing like big head
You a mess, huh
Like she ain't pick a lame
Then she went and caught amnesia
Tryna be my KT or my KiKi
She just Tesha
You wish I need ya

Young veteran
You wanna bet?
Better bet that I'm better than
You front center with her
N***ga I was federline
Could've made her mine
But you know, scheduling

On this road of mine
Can't stop pedaling
Still gotta organize kill
Leave no evidence
I'm on a borderline of therapy and medicine
Cause all the shit I ate
Can't let it settle in
I's prolly levitate
Mosh, let the levy break
Can't be no featherweight
I gotta do like Luda say
I throw them bows through life
Who're you to say
We don't deserve the ice
F**k you do today?
I got my juice today
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Going KD, young veteran
You wanna bet?
Better bet that I'm better than
You front center with her
N***ga I was federline
Could've made her mine
But you know, scheduling

On this road of mine
Can't stop pedaling
Still gotta organize kill
Leave no evidence
I'm on a borderline of therapy and medicine
Cause all the shit I ate
Can't let it settle in
I's prolly levitate
Mosh, let the levy break
Can't be no featherweight
I gotta do like Luda say
I throw them bows through life
Who're you to say
We don't deserve the ice
F**k you do today?
I got my juice today

F**k is you talking bout'
Bring them choppers out
Even though I chose a different route
I represent family
Represent being a king
But problems are bodies now
Cause I show love to everybody
Sip bel air with the posse
That my dog, that my lassy
Them others, trust em far as I can see
Poppa taught me how I gotta be
In ya s**t, I hear a lot of me
Mother f***er win the lottery
Generational pottery
Quit chasing who you tryna be
The struggle changed my mind frame
Man the hood was my lobotomy
So really tell me
Who stopping me?

Young veteran
You wanna bet?
Better bet that I'm better than
You front center with her
N***ga I was federline
Could've made her mine
But you know, scheduling

On this road of mine
Can't stop pedaling
Still gotta organize kill
Leave no evidence
I'm on a borderline of therapy and medicine
Cause all the shit I ate
Can't let it settle in
I's prolly levitate
Mosh, let the levy break
Can't be no featherweight
I gotta do like Luda say
I throw them bows through life
Who're you to say
We don't deserve the ice
F**k you do today?
I got my juice today

You know the motto, boss up
A n***a top hungry for a slice
All my n***as need bustdowns
In the Stu , cooking up them pies
All my n***as lost n***as
To the game, they sacrificed
My new boo, she bossed up
Hit law school
Gotta up her price
Sis ten
Whatever she want
She get that twice
Remember that day I said nah
S**t won't suffice
N***as be quick to chastise
Til' I flip like chest ties
Going for a ring
Me and Brody jump for chest fives
Got my old thing like big head
You a mess, huh
Like she ain't pick a lame
Then she went and caught amnesia
Tryna be my KT or my KiKi
She just Tesha
You wish I need ya

Young veteran
You wanna bet?
Better bet that I'm better than
You front center with her
N***ga I was federline
Could've made her mine
But you know, scheduling

On this road of mine
Can't stop pedaling
Still gotta organize kill
Leave no evidence
I'm on a borderline of therapy and medicine
Cause all the shit I ate
Can't let it settle in
I's prolly levitate
Mosh, let the levy break
Can't be no featherweight
I gotta do like Luda say
I throw them bows through life
Who're you to say
We don't deserve the ice
F**k you do today?
I got my juice today
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Writer: Dean Shamailov, Jamal Sapp
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