chorus
Used to have to eat cold meals (yeah)
Now a - offin' gold seals (hey)
Countin' up money, gettin' chills (yeah)
We some young - on for real
Tokyo drift through the hills (skrr)
Used to have to walk, no wheels (rr)
Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (yo)
chorus
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Tokyo drift through the hills (yeah)
Used to have to walk, no wheels
Cameras outside my crib (yeah)
Young - on for real (ayy)
verse
Better than I ever could've told them -
Back then, - never shared my vision
But what you ridin' in, a spaceship?
And where your diamonds from, Saudi Arabia?
Oh, you done came up and put your - on?
Now you got a crown and a chinchilla on?
verse
We stayed down, so we came up
Some of them - won't make it with you
They'll lose hope and they'll change up
But as you can see, the bad - love it
They ain't let us in the VIP back then
Now our names on the flyer if we comin'
pre-chorus
I tried to tell them I was gonna be something
They used to look at me and laugh
All them - in the city don't really love you unless you got some cash
That's brand-new paint, -, don't smudge it
- pants cost eight somethin'
That's my money, so they can't say nothin'
That's my money, so they won't say nothin'
chorus
Used to have to eat cold meals (yeah)
Now a - offin' gold seals (hey)
Countin' up money, gettin' chills (yeah)
We some young - on for real
Tokyo drift through the hills (skrr)
Used to have to walk, no wheels (rr)
Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (yo)
chorus
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Tokyo drift through the hills (yeah)
Used to have to walk, no wheels
Cameras outside my crib (yeah)
Young - on for real (ayy)
verse
Pull up on your - unannounced in a foreign, I don't know where I'm going
Hit the gas, can I hear the engine runnin'? (Nope)
Living fast, I ain't thinking about tomorrow (nope)
Used to be a - want 20-inch rims
Now we got accountants out here for Rae Sremm
All in the mall, Neiman Marcus shopping
Came a long way from them Ida Street apartments
verse
Everybody got a dream that they chasin'
And everybody got a - hater
They wanna see your dreams burn to ashes
I can't wait to see their faces when I p- them (skrrr)
Boy, you should taken a young - serious
Now a young -'s on for real
They wasn't - with a young - then
They can't fuck with a young - still
pre-chorus
I used to tell them I was gonna be somethin'
They used to look at me and laugh
All them - in the city don't really love you until you countin' cash
That's brand-new paint, - no smudges
My - pants cost eight hunnid
That's my money, -, you can't say nothin'
That's my money, -, you can't have nothin'
chorus
Used to have to eat cold meals (yeah)
Now a - offin' gold seals (hey)
Countin' up money, gettin' chills (yeah)
We some young - on for real
Tokyo drift through the hills (skrr)
Used to have to walk, no wheels (rr)
Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (yo)
chorus
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Tokyo drift through the hills (yeah)
Used to have to walk, no wheels
Cameras outside my crib (yeah)
Young - on for real (ayy)
verse
But I still get it way faster than you, so you never would know though
She slowin' it down just to ask for a photo
Just know that I'm -, not maybe, for sure though
Soldiers on me like I'm fresh out the dojo
She think I'm beautiful, chocolate skin, cocoa
Don't get it - up, put your - in a chokehold
Players only live once, so I wear Polo
verse
My girl is from SoCal, my outfit from SoHo
And I got dough, that - is stashed in the crib
And it won't leave the house like it's - DiGiorno
Hell, yeah, -, that's all me
I'm from where big problems get handled with a small fee
Started with the squad, now I got the whole team tight
Stuck to the plot, stuck to the script, and I don't even screenwrite
chorus
Used to have to eat cold meals (yeah)
Now a - offin' gold seals (hey)
Countin' up money, gettin' chills (yeah)
We some young - on for real
Tokyo drift through the hills (skrr)
Used to have to walk, no wheels (rr)
Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (yo)
chorus
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Young, young, young - on for real (ayy)
Tokyo drift through the hills (yeah)
Used to have to walk, no wheels
Cameras outside my crib (yeah)
Young - on for real (ayy)
Writer(s): Sean Michael Anderson, Asheton Terrance O'neil Hogan, Michael Len Ii Williams, Aaquil Iben Shamon Brown, Khalif Malik Ibn Shaman Brown