NIPSEY HUSSLE, RICK ROSS & STALLEY - Fountain Of Youth lyrics

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Fountain Of Youth / Nipsey Hussle, Rick Ross & Stalley[Rick Ross]Ugh, fountain of youthMay our legacies live forever, ugh {Maybach Music}All my niggaz quiet but we burnin loudMakaveli to the max, never turn it downMac 11 in a Benz: how you like me now?I run the city so my closet look like Nike TownNiggaz talkin like bitches, is it my income?Am I fuckin your bitches? Is it official?My nigga did a dime, didn't learn a thing from itCame home in two weeks got him a 600Get a text from the boss, you know them bricks cominChicks at the beach house like they gon' miss somethinFrom the churches I rose only lovin the doughFrom the Chevy to Rolls, now it's fur on the flo'Smoke an ounce of the truth, that's my fountain of youthR.I.P. to Mr. Shakur, this one is for youNipsey Hussle and I got my nigga Stalley on itDouble MG burnin out in Cali on it[Chorus 2X: Nipsey Hussle]Stained glass window in the BenzoLost in the instrumental, keys got me sentimental[Stalley]Look - these rap books buried in goldThe treasure of a million men, Versace shades trimmed in goldMy life's big, let them cameras explodeCapture this rags to riches story that I unfoldThe youth fountain for the few countinMade money, but who's countin?It's hard stuntin livin in subsidized housinEvery bag you bring though the door, dude's countinAnd every new girl you bring through, dude's houndinThey want your youth, so they watch your movesFrom your pinky ring, down to how you lace your shoesRope chains with the precious jewelsThe dope game had impression rulesSo what they did with cocaine and a couple spoonshad the whole hood actin like goonsTryin to be the richest, tryin to the be flyestClaim to be ballin, end up like Len BiasScreamin from the bottom of this fountain hereNothin but silence! {M-M-M-M-Maybach Music}[Chorus][Nipsey Hussle]Uhh, laces in my blue Chucks, represent my bros firstStarin at my Roley bezel as I soul-searchRun this money marathon 'til my soles hurtBut no materials could measure what my soul's worthI wanted everything, feel like I had no choiceYoung niggaz wishin on a star like Rose RoyceBein honest, killin mommas when we sold workI made a promise, give me options and I cold turkeySick of sittin on the side while it's game pointRecurrin dream, tryin to scream but ain't had no voiceCrazy lady speak in tongues said it's gon' workNever vocalize my visions, actions was my spokespersonStudy rich niggaz moves like my homeworkSacrilegious however streets was my own churchStained glass window in the BenzoLost in the instrumental, keys got me sentimental look[Chorus] - 2X[Nipsey Hussle]Look{Maybach Music}{M-M-M-M-Maybach Music} {*2X*}