Snapped Lyrics

This thing inside my brain don't mean I'm working less

If anything, it means YoungJohnny working hard

Open up my closet Imma grab the vest

Imma grab the shovel, digging up the yard

They wanna call my phone and then I hang it up,

The same ones who hated on me, now they wanna praise me up

I ain't taking lessons from you if you're gonna say I suck

Praying on my downfall, I can tell you that is pretty dumb

I asked God "What you expecting out of this rap thing ?"

He got back to me later told me, "Homie this your destiny "

Satan try to bring me down, that loser is the death of me

I wrote that dude a letter saying, "God done put the breath in me"

If you wanna hate me, you can go ahead

Cause YoungJohnny rapping all the way up to death

I been cooking, cooking up that holy bread

Now go back to that last line to get what said

The Youngin' spitting fire on the game

Youngin' shooting threes, pull it back call me Dame (Dame Time!)

They just mad cause I'm rapping bout the name

You rapping bout the fame, homie we is not the same

The Youngin' snapped

The Youngin' snapped

The Youngin' snapped

And we got a crazy feeling

When we tearing the ceiling

The Youngin' walked inside the building

And we finna get lit

Walking in the light, imma spark in a ditch

When the devil creeping on me, imma hit with the switch

With the Armor of God on, I ain't moving an inch

That means the Youngin' fighting back, I ain't gonna flinch

Faith so big, it got me walking on water

I'm trying spread the good message to all the sons and the daughters

You tryna stop me from doing that, guess you shouldn't have bothered

Cause I'm not doing the work for me it's all for the father

Uh oh, there's a light bulb in my head

I'm tryna tell the people everything I've that read

David, Goliath and all of the stories

How God turned my bad life, and now He works it for me

The Youngin' spitting fire on the game

Youngin' shooting threes, pull it back call me Dame (Dame Time!)

They just mad cause I'm rapping bout the name

You rapping bout the fame, homie we is not the same

The Youngin' snapped

The Youngin' snapped

The Youngin' snapped