Y.N.T.
Prodigy & Alchemist Lyrics

Got 16 on the hip
I have a firearm on me

Pretty little things in the whip
Attractive women riding in the car with me

'Bout to take a ride, get lit
We are about to take a ride and get high

Episodes of some young hustlas, we thuggin'
We are living a life of hustling and crime, like characters on a TV show

Get it higher 'til my head pop
I am trying to get as high as possible, even if it causes harm to myself

I keep my soul deadstock
I am unchanging and authentic, unlike those who try to copy me

Never bought, often imitated, life is still a bitch
Even though I have never sold out, people still try to copy me. Life is still difficult

You gotta strip her naked
To overcome life's difficulties, you have to expose them and face them head-on

Do more than just give and takin'
To succeed, you must do more than just exchange things with others. You have to give more than you take

They send me haters, I exhibit patience
People send me critics, but I am patient and do not let them get to me

Smokin' reverations, act a donkey off my 40 acres
I am smoking marijuana and enjoying my success and wealth, like a donkey in a field

Snortin' life into my worries, numb their faces
I am using drugs to forget my problems and make them seem less important

That's your dream, you better fuckin' chase it
If you have a dream, you need to pursue it relentlessly

Passed the fuckin' phase
I have moved beyond my past struggles and obstacles

I'm stuck and at the almost made it
I am close to achieving my goals, but not quite there yet

Still confident but never been a favorite
I am still self-assured, but I have never been a popular or mainstream artist

Those Complex Mags say that I'm underrated
Even though some publications consider me to be undervalued and underappreciated, I continue to create

I take it, and try to make it into ambition
I use those criticisms to motivate myself and fuel my ambition

My new position
My current situation or status

Is ? my view with each of you that listens
I am trying to share my perspective and outlook with everyone who listens to me

See my vision turned into for wishin'
My ideas and dreams are no longer just hopes or fantasies, as they have become reality

Say my name, I'm overdue for mentions
People need to recognize my name and give me the credit I deserve

Nigga if you ain't ready to make a body drop
If you are not prepared to kill someone, you should not be involved with me

Then get out the car Trey, you don't need to ride
If you are not ready for the danger, you should leave now

I'mma find these niggas and take 'em real far
I am going to locate these individuals and punish them severely

Deep space, they be sleep for a while, dig it
I will bury them so deeply that they will be unconscious for a long time

Henny remix, a pinch of MDMA
I am mixing cognac and a small amount of ecstasy drugs

Nigga came in saucy, left out shitty
Someone entered confidently but exited feeling terrible

Cause I brought the 3-5 out the house with me
I have a firearm with me for protection

At the periodic table, countin' Benji's
I am counting my large stacks of cash, like a chemist counting elements on the periodic table

Nobody talkin' to me, nobody takin' pictures
No one is talking to me or asking for pictures, despite my popularity

You a fan? Name a song on my new album
If you are truly my fan, you should be able to name a track from my latest release

And buy my shit, you dummy motherfucker
If you are a real fan, you should also support me by purchasing my music

I'm not these other niggas, a mandatory rap listen
I am not like other rappers, and you need to hear my music

Got mami with the gun up there
I have a woman with a firearm nearby

In pussy wrapped up with saran wrap
The woman's vagina is protected with plastic wrap, indicating that she is sexually promiscuous

Clap through then I boogie to the next episode
After killing someone, I will celebrate and then move on to the next criminal activity

Like my nigga Nate Dogg
Similar to how the late Nate Dogg would sing a hook and then leave the song, I will celebrate and then move on

Through a 40 bottle in the air, then break y'all
I will throw a bottle of 40 oz. alcohol in the air, then cause chaos

Got 16 on the hip
I still have my gun on me

Pretty little things in the whip
The attractive women are still in my car

'Bout to take a ride, get lit
We are still planning to take a ride and get high

Episodes of some young hustlas, we thuggin'
Our lives continue to exemplify a crime drama on TV