[Intro] (Dark piano…) Yeah… The Young Gun… ⸻ [Verse 1] Started out small… just flippin’ them scripts… Ridin’ through towns… makin’ quiet little trips… New Castle nights… I was buildin’ my name… But I knew real quick… there was levels to the game… Had a connect… down the road in Motown… Said “I know a young boy… who’s plugged in Y-town…” East side moves… where the streets don’t sleep… Said if I want more… that’s where to get it cheap… Met that young gun… twenty-one with a spark… Talked real fast… but he moved in the dark… Had them ties… I was lookin’ to reach… I had the supply… and access to the streets… ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (Beat tightens… tension builds…) I said keep it low… don’t talk too wide… He said “we good”… yeah I let it ride… ⸻ [Chorus] He was a young gun… I was playin’ it smart… Two different minds… but the same dark start… From pills to weight… yeah we crossed that line… Turnin’ small wins… into bigger crime… Fast money comin’… but it came with heat… Every move made… had a price in the street… I stayed quiet… he moved loud… Same road walkin’… different crowd… ⸻ [Verse 2] Took me up top… where the real ones sat… Conversation short… just a nod… that’s that… First front came… yeah I knew what it meant… If we mess this up… we heavy in debt… Hit the spot quick… pulled in the drive… Took it to the table… mixed it in five… Turned one to two… yeah doubled that play… Now we really livin’… that’s what we’d say… Hotels movin’… city to city… Late nights out… places not pretty… Drop him off… split it down the middle… I hit my side… he worked his a little… I’m back in PA… movin’ my share… Phone in my hand… like “you good over there?” He said “all gone”… time to reload… So I turned that wheel… back on that road… ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (Beat builds darker…) Didn’t feel wrong… it felt like a plan… Didn’t feel crazy… for an old man… ⸻ [Chorus] He was a young gun… I was playin’ it smart… Two different minds… but the same dark start… From pills to weight… yeah we crossed that line… Turnin’ small wins… into bigger crime… Fast money comin’… but it came with heat… Every move made… had a price in the street… I stayed quiet… he moved loud… Same road walkin’… different crowd… ⸻ [Bridge] (Beat drops… low bass… heartbeat sound…) Pulled up late… somethin’ felt off… Air too still… like a switch got crossed… Walked in slow… barely five gone by… Then the whole place flipped… no alibi… Lights hit hard… voices yellin’ loud… Everything froze… people face down… I’m thinkin’ “cop”… you are a clown… Now it’s all gone… in this little town… ⸻ [Verse 3] Walked out lucky… but we paid that cost… Everything we had… yeah it all got lost… Had to go back… explain that fall… Real ones listen… but they watch it all… Another front came… now it’s make or break… Had to stretch it thin… just to fix that shake… Not as strong… but it still gon’ move… That’s how the game go… win or lose… Last stop drop… right off that route… Sent him inside… then I headed out… Different plays… but the same end goal… Money in hand… but it’s taxin’ your soul… ⸻ [Final Chorus] (Full beat… heavier… darker tone…) He was a young gun… runnin’ too fast… I saw the future… don’t live in the past… We built it quick… but it came with cracks… One wrong move… and it all collapse… Yeah that young gun… changed my lane… Took me from hustle… into the game… From New Castle roads… to the Y-town lights… That’s when it turned… into sleepless nights… ⸻ [Outro] (Sirens faint… piano slows…) That was the moment… It got real… No more small plays… No more pills… Buying weight… could lead us uphill…
