Hey young world. It's young natasha. With her big bro, young weezy right beside 'er. And you now I got 'er. Like I got 'er. Gunz it's yo turn, and you are the driver. And whateva' ya lost. All you do is follow. The roadsigns lead you to a gold mind.
How do I know? It cause I just moved. Gotta new crib on Goldmind Avenue. So that's why I got this rich boy attitude. You probly see me in the Caddy, with some D's On that bitch. Riding down Goldmind Avenue. In the lane like l'm goin' get a Allie Oupe. Oops, that was a coupe. Pass yo' ass like lightning's flash. Cut the light down now and turn me to a darkchild. My thoughts fall, my eyelids are scattered. And we are Young Money, but age doesn't matter.