DaBaby’s turning the mic into a megaphone for the come-up on Be More Grateful, his introspective 2025 drop via Interscope, and LETTER TO MY YN feels like that late-night call from big bro—equal parts tough love and hard-won scars, reminding you the game don’t play fair.
This track, slotted as the emotional anchor midway through, is DaBaby channeling his Kirk Hoover preacher mode over BandPlay and Drvmlord’s moody trap canvas: rumbling 808s that simmer low like a pot about to boil over, laced with piano stabs that hit like heart punches. It’s Southern hip-hop with a mentor’s edge—bouncy enough for the block, but laced with that raw vulnerability he’s leaned into lately, ditching shock-value hooks for street sermons.
Thematically, it’s a blueprint for survival: dishing gems on stacking paper without getting played, spotting snakes in the crew, and carrying that burner while chasing peace. Lines like “What you know ’bout havin’ to sell one of your cars to pay your lawyer off?” land like confessions from his own courtroom battles, flipping regret into roadmaps for the “young nigga” (YN) dodging the same pitfalls—fake friends vanishing when the checks dry up, the ache of trust turning toxic. It’s DaBaby at his most evolved, trading wild-out energy for wisdom that sticks, produced in sessions where he spilled real-life audits like therapy bars.
Be More Grateful clocks in as a 6-track gratitude letter to the grind, a pivot from his wilder mixtape days into reflective flexes—think the chaotic bounce of opener “RAIN RAIN,” the slick “OUT YA BUSINESS,” chart-climber “NUMBER 1,” and that viral “PBJT” sandwich flip. The concept? Owning the blessings amid the bullshit, with no-guest vibes keeping it personal, recorded post his ’24 reset in Charlotte studios. It’s him auditing the empire: from baby-mama shoutouts to legacy-building, proving gratitude ain’t soft—it’s armor. Fans can pre-save it on Spotify for the full tracklist and updates.
DaBaby’s hitting this stride wiser at 34, fresh off sold-out Whiskey Row runs and that surprise GloRilla link-up tour extension, evolving from controversy’s crosshairs into the uncle figure dropping life hacks. The Carolina disruptor who flipped “Suge” into stadium anthems is owning the long game now—less chaos, more clarity, turning pain into plays that echo for the next wave.
Dive into the LETTER TO MY YN lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Be More Grateful tracks for more of DaBaby’s street-savvy wisdom.
| Lead Vocals | DaBaby |
| Songwriter | DaBaby, BandPlay, Drvmlord, Pimp C, Master P & Mo B. Dick |
| Music Producer | BandPlay & Drvmlord |
| Video Director | Nick Mays |
| Video Director Of Photography | Don Turner |
| Label | South Coast Music Group & Interscope Records |
| Distributor | Universal Music Group |
| Release Date | December 19, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | South Coast Music Group & Interscope Records |
Lyrics of LETTER TO MY YN by DaBaby
[Intro]
So Many Cases At The Same Time (Yeah)
Uh-huh
F**k
Yeah, It’s Kirk, Nigga (Drvmlord)
Yeah (Let The Bandplay)
What You Know ’bout Havin’ To Sell One Of Your Cars
To Pay Your Lawyer Off? (What You Know?)
So Many Cases At The Same Time
I Done Bought My Lawyer A House
What You Know ’bout Being The Nigga That Used To Front,
Then You Get Fronted On (What You Know?)
All Them Friends And H**s Gon’ Disappear
When They See That Money Gone (Yeah)
Don’t Play With That Money, Young Nigga (YN)
Save Up That Money, Young Nigga (YN)
Better Watch All Them Niggas Around You (Yeah)
Stay With Your Burner, Young Nigga
Yeah, Yeah
If You Leave Him Alone With Every Dollar,
You Gotta Expose To Be None Of That Missin’ (Yeah)
Especially If You Trust Every Nigga With Your Life
And It’s ‘posed To Be Your Brother, Young Nigga (Yeah) [Verse 1]
But, Most Of These Niggas Ain’t Cut Like That,
So Don’t Even Expect It, Young Nigga, Yeah
When They Play With You Wrong, Better Shut That B**ch Down
Make ’em Respect It, Young Nigga (YN)
Yeah, You Done Been Through A Lot, It’s Some Pain In Your Heart
That’s Why You Aggressive, Young Nigga
I Give You The Game To Protect You, Young Nigga
They Don’t Understand You Somethin’ Special, Young Nigga, Yeah
Before I Do Therapy, Spit Out A Song
Room Full Of People, I Feel All Alone (Go, Baby)
Thought Money Stopped How I Feel, I Was Wrong (Go, Baby)
Take Care Of Your Mama, She Stood All Alone (Go, Baby)
Stand On That Business, Can’t Be No Lil’ Boy
Scared To Find Out How It Feel When You Grown
Look What I Did, Better Learn It From Me
Try Your Best To Not Get Caught Up With H**s
See How You Look At That Chain On My Neck
Young Nigga F**ked Around And Thought I Was Froze
I Know How You Feel, You Ain’t Never Had Shit
I Just Wear It Because It Look Good On My Clothes
And When You Get Home, And You Smash On These B**ch-a*s Niggas,
They Gon’ Try To Sue You, For Sure
Passin’ The Game Down To You, What You Know? You Hear Me? [Chorus]
What You Know ’bout Havin’ To Sell One Of Your Cars
To Pay Your Lawyer Off? (What You Know?)
So Many Cases At The Same Time
I Done Bought My Lawyer A House
What You Know ’bout Being The Nigga That Used To Front,
Then You Get Fronted On (What You Know?)
All Them Friends And H**s Gon’ Disappear
When They See That Money Gone (Yeah)
Don’t Play With That Money, Young Nigga (YN)
Save Up That Money, Young Nigga (YN)
Better Watch All Them Niggas Around You (Yeah)
YN, Stay With Your Burner, Young Nigga
Yeah, Yeah (YN)
If You Leave Him Alone With Every Dollar,
You Gotta Expose To Be None Of That Missin’ (Yeah)
Especially If You Trust Every Nigga With Your Life
And It’s ‘posed To Be Your Brother, Young Nigga [Verse 2]
See Y’all Young Niggas Twenty Somethin’ Deep
Wonder Which One Of Them Snitchin’, Yeah
Wonder Which One Of Them Want Your B**ch
Wonder Which One Of Them Official (Yeah)
Wonder Which One Could’ve Went To The League,
And Used To Play Ball When He Was Little, Yeah
Wonder Who Gon’ Take They Charge
Like A Man If Y’all All In The Car With The Pistol, Yeah
So Chill Out, YN, It’s A Lot With This Shit
I Know That You Thinkin’ It’s Simple
This Shit Break Your Heart, It Get Wicked, Young Nigga
All Of This Shit Gon’ Get Different, Young Nigga
F**kin’ H**s Raw Like A Man
And Make Sure You Take Care Of Your Children, Young Nigga
I Know You Think That You Slick With That Slicker
Don’t F**k Around, Get Caught Slippin’, Young Nigga
And If You Get Caught Up, Then Stand On The Business
Don’t Be The One Up On The Stand As A Witness
And Don’t Be The One If The Nigga On The Stand Point To
Don’t Be None Of That Co-defendant
Don’t Be The One Turn To B**ch
When They Look In Your Eyes And They Hand You That Motherf**kin’ Sentence
Out Here Tryna Be Tough With The Shit
Tighten Up, Boy, You Signed Up For This Shit
What You Know ’bout Havin’ To Sell One Of Your Cars
To Pay Your Lawyer Off? (What You Know?)
So Many Cases At The Same Time
I Done Bought My Lawyer A House (Yeah)
What You Know ’bout Being The Nigga That Used To Front,
Then You Get Fronted On (What You Know, Young Nigga? Huh? No)
All Them Friends And H**s Gon’ Disappear When They See That Money Gone (Yeah)
Don’t Play With That Money, Young Nigga (YN), Don’t Play
Save Up That Money, Young Nigga (YN)
Better Watch All Them Niggas Around You (Yeah, YN)
Stay With Your Burner, Young Nigga (YN)
Yeah, Yeah
If You Leave Him Alone With Every Dollar,
You Gotta Expose To Be None Of That Missin’ (Yeah)
Especially If You Trust Every Nigga With Your Life
And It’s ‘posed To Be Your Brother, Young Nigga
[Outro]
Yeah, This A Letter To My YN, To All Of My YN’s
This Somethin’ You Can Press Play And Learn Somethin’,
You Know? Might Save Your Life, Young Nigga
(Don’t Play That Money, Young Nigga)
(Save Up That Money, Young Nigga)
Yeah, You Know? Let ’em Feel Like [?]
