[Young Chris]

Young, Gunz

Chris and Neef

The home of Philly

Tough love, first time around

We got now we don't care who got next



[Verse One]

(Young Neef)

Check we the future

We got like a dime left

To make sure our niggaz cool and our moms set

It ain't safe every day is a bomb threat

Game watered down you work harder or less



(Young Chris)

Just give it all to my daughter wit death

Until then love me

Cee and Neef baby give us a second

Stand tall when they give us the pressure

Cause if we fuck up our first chance

Fans won't give us a second, check



(Young Neef)

Listen and learn you missin the message

They will drop you and won't be missin your presence

I'm the curse

Young Cee he the present

It don't work nigga give us the weapons

When you murk from the Hearst leave you in the desert



(Young Chris)

Breeze through in a 7

45 45's need two in possession

Got the Mack 11 two intertechers

So ain't no tellin what I do to them vests's

We ain't just shootin out reckless, nigga



[Chorus]

"Young . . Young, Young Gunners"

"Chris and Neef", "We the future"

"We the future"



[Verse Two]

(Young Chris)

We pull up in them big boy trucks

Big boy drops

We be the only young boys that the big boys watch

Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle

Protect shit a nickel

Its death on a whistle

Lose breath when I hit you

Your best bet is to get through

Fuck outta the lane I'm much outta my pain

The stronger the game is quicker

Live by the code fool

Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker

Much faster, blast ya

Tearin ya niggaz

We don't discriminate