Doves to Vultures (Ywn Anthem)

I’m a young wild nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Damn Callan
I’m a Young Wild Nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
I could never bend or break and I put that on the gang
I’m a Young Wild Nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
I could never bend or break and I put that on the gang
I put that on the gang, I put that on my mama
Strictly Only Brothers bitch I still ain’t got no patnas
Throw a party on yo' block with all these choppas like I’m Sada
Ain’t got no kids but when I put it in her guts she call me papa
Nigga fuck rap, puff puff pass
Thinking I’m a lick you’sa a dumb dumb ass
And bitch I need space, get the fuck fuck back
Got no trust for a bitch but I trust that strap
We gon' keep on moving forward, never back trackin'
I went down for two straps but I’m backpackin'
My nigga talk behind my back I’ma back slap him
And you ain’t who you say you is, you be act actin'
Nigga you’sa bitch, nigga you’sa mark
I should take what you got 'cause I can tell you got no heart
If I took your leg and arms you still wouldn’t want no parts
Bitch ask me who I’m is, I just laugh, where should I start?
I’m a Young Wild Nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
I could never bend or break and I put that on the gang
I’m a Young Wild Nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
I could never bend or break and I put that on the gang
I put that on everything that I love
I got plugs, got drugs, got funk and got guns
When y’all niggas spit a verse y’all sound like my sons
Nigga talking like he sick, bitch ni-gga pop some'
Shout out Kilo Curt, he got mob ties
Reach for what’s on my neck, he can die trying
In the club ain’t shaking that? So you shy shy?
And if I gotta up this Glock he going bye bye
'Round some illegal shit like I’m above the law
Really riding with them straps like I ain’t fuckin' raw
Nigga even if we was blood I wouldn’t fuck wit' y’all
Two two threes out that chop knock his stomach off
My bitch keep a baby Glock and some pepper spray
Nigga I’ma let it loose before I hesitate
I got two phones like I’m Kevin Gates
And RIP LA 'cause myself I had to separate
On the gang
I’m a Young Wild Nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
I could never bend or break and I put that on the gang
I’m a Young Wild Nigga, give a fuck about the fame
SOB the squad they tryna come up off the name
Doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
I could never bend or break and I put that on the gang