[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Lil' n***a I don't give a fuck, if you like me or not
Young Noble Outlaw, keep it piped and hot
You say you used to love Pac, then you lovin' the Lawz
N***as used to love pot now they lovin' the raw
Sick in the head I spit words [?] for the dead
You skip to the fed, they put the triple beam to your head
N***as bettin' on my team in the spread
Will they make it or not? Straight to the top
We movin' ahead, we tryna drop fifty albums a year
I'm afraid to lose, plus I was taught I had to challenge my fears
I was born lost, so what that make me?
A mothafucker fightin' his sеlf I shall succeed

[Chorus: Young Noble]
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n***as start еatin' they forget about the struggle
N***as talk a lot of shit but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n***as hate you or they love you
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n***as start eatin' they forget about the struggle
N***as talk a lot of shit but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n***as hate you or they love you

[Verse 2: Young Noble]
I can lace you with a couple of jewels, you gotta listen
Or lace you with a couple of tools when shit thickens
Throwaways, slower days was in front of us
Foster child, don't nobody want none of us
We all was wild motherfucka, not some of us
The hawk was out, dog the block was a comforter
Plottin' on some other shit, some n***as to get you
You think them n***as hustlin? Them n***as is snitches
The one pointin' at you when they read you your sentence
And all along you thought you kept it real with your n***as
The ones who ain't say shit, them really the killers
And foes who on that snake shit somebody'll kill us
[Chorus: Young Noble]
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n***as start eatin' they forget about the struggle
N***as talk a lot of shit but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n***as hate you or they love you
Eybody wanna eat, but don't nobody wanna hustle
When n***as start eatin' they forget about the struggle
N***as talk a lot of shit but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n***as hate you or they love you

[Verse 2: Young Noble]
I'm faced with the trouble of the everyday black male
Black male crack sales packed jails, gats hail
How many of y'all n***as take care of ya kids?
How many of y'all n***as tryna straight from the bids
They wonder why we wyle out when we get big
We rappin' with a foul mouth, teachin' your kids
You know it ain't no worse than what they hearin' at home
Plus it ain't no food and they always alone
He said "fuck school mom, leave me alone"
And though he feel peace when he hearin' my songs
I tell him go to school, I ain't teachin' 'em wrong
We connected to the streets like [?]
The industry is just like [?]
You mention me it's just like ringin' alarms
How could it be the streets keep screamin' for Nobe?
Them mothafuckas knowin' that I'm one of they own!
[Chorus: Young Noble]
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n***as start eatin' they forget about the struggle
N***as talk a lot of shit but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n***as hate you or they love you
Eybody wanna eat, but don't nobody wanna hustle
When n***as start eatin' they forget about the struggle
N***as talk a lot of shit but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n***as hate you or they love you

[Outro: Young Noble]
Uh, yeah
Being a Outlaw n***as hate you or they love you
Simple as that
Uh yeah
Outlaw Recordz
Uh yeah
Uh
Noble Justice
Uh
For the streets
Uh
Yeah