Moral lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
Only Sixteen
I'm on the phone with lil mane, tryna see the move
It's in the streets so you know I'm goin' with my mood
I got a shoota' on my side every time I move
Say he plottin' when he try, put him on the news
I'm head huncho of that gang, and I call shots
These niggas runnin' to the laws when we let off shots
I leave the house protected when up in the block
XL magazine hangin' off the Glock
I stop by OG Beanie for to get some purple
I got a lot on my mind so I roll up
If you know me then you know I ain't no hoe
How the fuck you bring them niggas in my circle
If it ain't about the guap, you can't talk 'bout nothin'
I'm the sickest with this shit, you know how I'm comin'
I go ape, but I'm still king of the jungle
Before I stand down, gotta put me under
I'm in the north, nigga you know where to find us
I'm with that gang and you knowin' that we strapped up
Lotta shots, no we don't need no backup
All that reppin' like you steppin' get you lined up
Everywhere I go you know I keep that iron tucked
Just in case I run into some problems
Never sleepin', keep it with me, nigga run up he gon' get it
Any interferences you know we ain't trippin'
When it's time for to beefin' runnin' to the choppas
Let down the window when it hit, all you see is fire
Do anything in the world for my sister, momma
Fuck a bitch, I don't talk to my baby mama
And I better not hear my name flyin' through the wind
Make me send Pap for to spin the benz
I appreciate the love but don't need the fame
I just want the money, I don't want no friends
Deno knockin' at the door, let him come inside
Ben wet em up, somebody want a 35
Cold hearted, lost my mind when Lil Dave died
Uncle told, know my daddy doin' fifty five
187 211 it's a homicide
Strapped up choppas with us when we take the ride
Thirty niggas sendin' shots from the other side
We gon' see who gon' ride when you niggas die
Dave gone nigga hit my dog with a choppa
Come round the building, caught him slippin', Pap say he got him
NBA GG, we don't do no partners
Catch the fool, we gon' burn him and his partner
Gettin' money, gang gang, no I won't change
Somebody rattin' how they knew about the purp & the codeine
The moral of the story's the money, mane
I ain' trustin' he too deep, so I'm hustlin' with my team
I can't wait 'til I get on, for my gang I got 'em
Half everything I'ma get to my momma
Me and P gon' live it up cause we was robbin' for the dollaz
Time in the cage for the love of the money
Walked in with my gang... with my gang NBA
It ain't no turn down, turn up to the morning
Whole lotta money
Walked to one side and them bad bitches followin'
Broke niggas, I don't get along with 'em
Walked in just me and my niggas (Just me and my gang)
Bad bitches follow us when we hit the door, heard spider gang came with us
Bitches want your money, niggas want your fame
Some locked up, Some put up in the grave
On Lil Dave, gang gang, no I won't change
The moral of the story's the money, mane
Broke niggas, I don't get along with 'em
Walked in just me and my niggas (Just me and my gang)
Bad bitches follow us when we hit the door, heard spyder gang came with us
Bitches want your money, niggas want your fame
Some locked up, Some put up in the grave
On Lil Dave, gang gang, no I won't change
The moral of the story's the money, mane
So Long lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
When my grandma died, I jumped off the porch and started hustlin'
Me and 3Three in n out boy we was thuggin
Promise I won't let up off my grind till I get some
Each and everyday, we been getting to that money
I done took so many losses trynna bubble
I swear that's so long, I been waiting for this moment
Going hard we gon' turn nothing to somethin
Stayed down now I know you see me stuntin
I done took so many losses trynna bubble
I swear that's so long, I been waiting for this moment
Going hard we gon' turn nothing to something
Stayed down now I know you see me stuntin
On the run for 2 months I was sleeping on Mi's couch
Slipped up and got caught
Judge sent me up the road
Just up in Tallulah whole time was writing songs
I been knew I was cold but not til now that it showed
Came home then I blowed
They fuckin with my song
Without the track with Scotty hundred thousand on my arms
Through my city floating long
Smoking on some strong
Thinkin bout a murder cause I heard they want me gone
I got money in my pocket
Tatts all on my arms
So much designer on my body bitch I feel stroke to death
Forever posted on the block
Addicted to the guap
I promise I won't stop till I make it to the top
I swear I want the shit so bad
No I can't lie (No I can't lie)
No I can't flock em baby K you gon' get popped
I heard this money on my head so I went and bought me some more shots
Won't hesitate to open fire
When my grandma died, I jumped off the porch and started hustlin'
Me and 3Three in n out boy we was thuggin
Promise I won't let up off my grind till I get some
Each and everyday, we been getting to that money
I done took so many losses trynna bubble
I swear that's so long, I been waiting for this moment
Going hard we gon' turn nothing to somethin
Stayed down now I know you see me stuntin
I done took so many losses trynna bubble
I swear that's so long, I been waiting for this moment
Going hard we gon' turn nothing to something
Stayed down now I know you see me stuntin
Kickin' Shit lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
Aye YoungBoy they wanna come see how we livin' shit (GG)
You don't know what it take to get here
You don't know 'bout them long nights and all the shit I did
All you see is how a nigga live
I remember I was broke and I ain't have shit
Now when we pull up we pull up straight on that gang shit
Now everybody wanna come see how we kickin' shit
Now when we pull up we pull up straight on that gang shit
Now everybody wanna come see how we kickin' shit
I go by YoungBoy what the business is, I pull up flexin' just because I never had shit
I swear done walked alotta miles to get right here
So I won't let you come and take a thing from me
We stayed down and came up kept it one hundred ain't change up them niggas they hating ain't phase us
They tryna act like they gang now
They don't know what I did for this
How many times I done layed down
I done waited some years for this
Now its my time I won't stop now
Know when you see me I be stuntin' with a whole lotta money
Every day we live it up cause not a thing was ever fronted
All night we had to hustle tryna turn nothing to something go to jail ain't sayin' nothing, hold up who had said something
You don't know what it take to get here
You don't know 'bout them long nights and all the shit I did
All you see is how a nigga live
I remember I was broke and I ain't have shit
Now when we pull up we pull up straight on that gang shit
Now everybody wanna come see how we kickin shit
Now when we pull up we pull up straight on that' gang shit
Now everybody wanna come see how we kickin' shit
Big Beanie CEO and I be the lieutenant take a trip to Salt Lake City
Cross the mountain 'cause that's called livin'
Relocate back to Atlanta just to run back up them Benji's in BR Where we spend it
They wanna see how kick shit and live can't tote no gun cause right now I'm on bail
You know I ain't tripping he play he gone get them shootas they up in the car with me yea
Them diamonds they hang from my neck to my chest these niggas they hating don't know what it is
We doing this shit here without a deal nigga
You don't know what it take to get here
You don't know 'bout them long nights and all the shit I did
All you see is how a nigga live
I remember I was broke and I ain't have shit
Now when we pull up we pull up straight on that gang shit
Now everybody wanna come see how we kickin' shit
Now when we pull up we pull up straight on that gang shit
Now everybody wanna come see how we kickin' shit
GSG lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
I walk around with a GSG shootin', you ain't gotta tempt me
I pull up that gang and they with me, I know they gon' bang behind me
I walk around with a GSG shootin', you ain't gotta tempt me
I pull up that gang and they with me, I know they gon' bang behind me
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
We make it happen by any means, I'ma make you niggas feel me, gang
Painful shit say, lil' nigga, who you playing with?
Disrespect my gang, that's that shit that get your man slit
Fuck 'bout how you come in, who you with? We ain't sparin' shit
We gone pull up where they be, hop out and let that chopper spit
Young nigga stay with a burner on 'em, let him run up on me, he a goner
I don't cut corners, you know how I'm comin'
Don't fuck with them boys from round the corner
I feel like them lil' niggas up to somethin'
Say, lil' boy, you ain't takin' nothin'
KK tellin' me don't worry 'bout 'em, fuck that, man, I'm spinnin' on 'em
One call to bail, I know he comin', thousand shots kill a whole army
Bitch, come here, no it ain't no runnin', one to the head gon' put him under
One call to bail, I know he comin', thousand shots put a nigga under
Bitch, come here, no it ain't no runnin', one to the head gon' put him under
I walk around with a GSG shootin', you ain't gotta tempt me
I pull up that gang and they with me, I know they gon' bang behind me
I walk around with a GSG shootin', you ain't gotta tempt me
I pull up that gang and they with me, I know they gon' bang behind me
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
We make it happen by any means, I'ma make you niggas feel me, gang
That GSG look like a carbon, say, lil' nigga, you don't want it
I give him the word and they on it, NBA pullin' up like the army
That GSG look like a carbon, say, lil' nigga, you don't want it
I give him the word and they on it, NBA pullin' up like the army
I got that hammer stuffed up in my jeans
Make a nigga beat it like Billie jean
A hunnid shell cases left on the scene, Miami, Florida, bitch, we bringin' the heat
Who the fuck do you take me for, playin' with me ?
33 got a Glock, a whole 23
Once he up, he ain't skippin' a beat
Once he up, he ain't skippin' a beat
I walk around with a GSG shootin', you ain't gotta tempt me
I pull up that gang and they with me, I know they gon' bang behind me
I walk around with a GSG shootin', you ain't gotta tempt me
I pull up that gang and they with me, I know they gon' bang behind me
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
This for whoever wanna kill me, ay, ay, ah
We make it happen by any means, I'ma make you niggas feel me, gang
Dream lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
It ain't a dream, it's really what it seems
Gotta get that moolah 'fore you end up on a T
Shout out to that lil' nigga got hit up at sixteen
It's a shame he ain't get to live his dream
You can win or lose when you thuggin' in these streets
I won't make a move without my gun by any means
I heard they lookin' but ain't never where I be
But, nigga, when we meet, yeah, we gon' see
Ah, YoungBoy
I heard that they comin', you know I ain't runnin'
I'm on top my city, they won't put me under
Every day this shit get gutter so I keep a burner
Called me at the corner, should've listened to my fuckin' number
From the bottom of the barrel I came out runnin'
Hundred shots on the bottom of the barrel, ain't no fuckin' runnin'
Told lies, they wasn't loyal or they wasn't one hunnid
Soon as we touch they gon' get touched
Keep that on the under
Watch what you say 'cause when you say it, it's gon' hit the streets
Ready for the go-to-war with whoever want it with me
You gon' die for speakin' on a nigga, put money on me
They could try, watch how many die right before I leave
Extendo tote 'em, a lotta shit come with the game
I seen niggas change, I seen bitches change
I fuck with Dino, yeah, the real flame
Send a K-lo to my uncle fire, it ain't want a thing
I do this shit for my lil' brother, can't forget the gang
Gettin' to that paper, got more players than the NBA
Yeah, tell 'em freaky dogs got that cage
Open up your eyes, this shit ain't game
It ain't a dream, it's really what it seems
Gotta get that moolah 'fore you end up on a T
Shout out to that lil' nigga got hit up at sixteen
It's a shame he ain't get to live his dream
You can win or lose when you thuggin' in these streets
I won't make a move without my gun by any means
I heard they lookin' but ain't never where I be
But, nigga, when we meet, yeah, we gon' see
Look, man, this shit get wicked, you can get it, I stay with that hammer
I can't let you kill me, open fire, I'm forever legend
Them lil' boys shot at me the other day, I gotta bam 'em
Pull up where I saw 'em trappin', expect, Pa, I'ma rig the hammer
Real diamonds 'round my neck, lil' nigga, I dare you to snatch 'em
You know that the gang don't spare 'em, you know that we gotta stab 'em
All these hoes surround us, young niggas who made it happen
These niggas, they hate on us but, bitch nigga, they can have it
Come here, go, go, skrrt
It ain't a dream, it's really what it seems
Gotta get that moolah 'fore you end up on a T
Shout out to that lil' nigga got hit up at sixteen
It's a shame he ain't get to live his dream
You can win or lose when you thuggin' in these streets
I won't make a move without my gun by any means
I heard they lookin' but ain't never where I be
But, nigga, when we meet, yeah, we gon' see
Look
Thug Wit Me lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
I'm just a nigga out that gang baby (aye)
You looking cute girl whats your name baby
It's OK for you to hang baby (OK)
I just need to know some things baby
Like would you hold my Glock for me (me)
Like would you hit the block with me (me)
Roll up and smoke these drugs with me (me)
Pour me up and sip this mud with me (aye)
You looking cute girl whats your name baby
I'm Youngboy I rep that gang baby
You say you're real and you can hang baby
I just need to know some things baby
Like would you hold my .30 for me baby
12 pull us over would you stash my purple for me baby
I'm like would you hit the block with me baby (skrrrt)
And when its time to slide I'll let you drive for me baby
Come get in and we gone go alot of places
Tell my driver anywhere you want and he gone take us
We do the most when them hoes in our faces
And if they ask I let them know that you my baby
You like to party when we turn up on the daily
Gang shit come and mob with us baby
Your sister want [?] but he said he couldn't make it
Tell her be cool I got Lil Kyle with me baby
I'm just a nigga out that gang baby (aye)
You looking cute girl whats your name baby
It's OK for you to hang baby (OK)
I just need to know some things baby
Like would you hold my Glock for me (me)
Like would you hit the block with me (me)
Roll up and smoke these drugs with me (me)
Pour me up and sip this mud with me
I'm Youngboy I rep that gang baby
Change lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
("Before I Go" version)
Bitch ass boy
(Yung Hydro on the track)
Aye, Youngboy
I just thought that I should let you know
Right before it's time for me to go
You can talk down all you want
I don't give a fuck I'm still up
You know what the fuck it's sittin' for
I won't stop til' you put me up
You can talk down all you want
I don't give a fuck I'm still up
You know what the fuck it's hittin' for
I won't stop til' you put me up
You know how to hustle, neva' been a gangsta'
You know that I'm bout' it, you know I'll spank em'
Keep it real wit' me, ain't no time for fakin'
Speak yo mind nigga, tell me what you thinkin'
I'm above water I can't let 'em sank me
Niggas started hatin', fill em' up with danger
Ion' leave tha house if I ain't got a banga'
Ion' leave tha house if I ain't got a banga'
A hoe gon be a hoe, Uncle told me
Shoutout Bree, she the one that showed me
All alone no one fot to hold me
Had to take a stand by my lonely
Kill fore' I eva' be the victim
Eva' be the man behind the pistol
I jus fell off wit' my own nigga
Change on me, yeah that I figure
I ain't trippin, focused on the figures
Grindin' hard everyday, gettin; it
I neva' get up in yo business
Everytime you speak Imma' listen
Fuck a nigga, I won't show no pity
Thuggin' hard, me and lil' mistress
Lord bless em' cause' they both scarred
He won't speak on fuckin' my sista'
I move along as the water flow
Me and round thuggin' in the yo
I just thought I should let you know
Right before it's time for me to go
I knew you would change
I knew you would change
Boy you know how fuck I'm comin'
Really out my mind, feel like fuck it
I can't let em' slide, gotta touch em'
Drawn out with that iron out up in public
Pressure hit, I ain't neva' ran
Coolin' while I'm on the phone wit' dump
Thanks Star for givin' me a son
Montana say he comin', neva' come
On house arrest, thuggin' at the house
Why you niggas floatin' 'round the city?
Death the only thing that's not my vision
It's at the corner I forgot to mention
Youngboy, not TBG
NBA, it's a way of livin'
Let a nigga play, he gon' get it
Talked about it like I ain't wit' it
Name a nigga shook me, you know I ain't pussy
You can save yo breath, no advice tookin'
Shit what it is, bitch I see you lookin'
Shootin' on sight, know who I ain't hookin'
In the bottom fuckin' with 'ducer
When they come all you do is whistle
Parish prison after central bookin'
They really thought Funny Mike was pussy
They really thought Funny Mike was pussy
I move along as the water flow
Me and round thuggin' in the yo
I just thought I should let you know
Right before it's time for me to go
I knew you would change
I knew you would change
How To Love lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
How to love, I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love, (yeah)
I'm sorry that I made you feel that way to change up
Think about all the times that you know you fucked up
Criticizing me about all the hoes I done fucked
Kept it real from the start I ain't ever change up
I done been around niggas that I'm knowing
You done fucked only here for my baby
I ain't looking for no love, niggas change daily no
I ain't got no trust if they ain't talking money
They can't come around us, these niggas plotting so I gotta watch em
I'm only sixteen and I'm living fast in a full time dream
I hope ion crash invented it by myself
Imma do the dash on my way from my cell
I got apprehended didn't narc on narcotics said that I was targeted
Took my lick went to jail you know
I ain't say shit run it out the next day
You know they ain't stop shit but up in court they wanna bam me
Cause I be on that gang shit
Wasn't familiar faces round that's a big lane switch for so long I was blind man
I should've known this I wouldn't be wrong for saying that
You ain't shit but I can't blame nobody but myself for this
NBA Pap always told me never trust a bitch
My brother Beanie always told me be about my business
What you said hurted deep but I ain't ever say shit by any means
I know Dave, I know Ari with me to keep it real from the start
You were never with me (yeah)
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love (yeah)
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I made you feel that way to change up
Dave died at sixteen and I'm sixteen
So you can't tell me that this shit ain't real
Young nigga steady striving finna get a mil running with the same niggas till the day
I'm killed, and I was praying cause we knowing how we all live
It was all good when we was just kids
Now on the slick side we wanna do each other in (yeah,yeah)
That don't make you innocent cause you don't keep it real
Now you telling me that you done
But I know the deal got my name tatted on your back
But I knew you wasn't real this song can't explain how a nigga feel
I'm sixteen girl come and let me love you
You can live how you want
I will never judge you to tell the truth
I just wanna be there for you
Sit and tell me everything that you been through
I was down to my last cent
Nobody gave me shit
Montana came in the picture showed me a lot of shit ever since I turned up
Been in all kind of shit
Dump said don't go looking for it if he play, blame him
I was down to my last cent
Nobody gave me shit
Montana came in the picture showed me a lot of shit ever since I turned up
Been in all kind of shit
Dump said don't go looking for it if he play, blame him
I'm only sixteen
I don't understand please understand that I don't know how to love
I'm only sixteen I don't understand
Please understand that I don't know how to love
All Nite lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
Hit the bando all night
'Til the neighbors ask why I'm up
Down for so long
All I'm thinking 'bout is coming up
Girls steady lying
And my niggas steady changing up
Gotta do something right
'Cause I'm always fucking up
Now I done seen a lot of shit
When I was coming up
Every day a struggle
So I hustle just to run it up
Looked at my friends and I seen they was fake as fuck
To keep it real, I ain't lying, I ain't got no trust
Hesitant, for to come at me how you did
Hustlin' and gettin' it in
Stacking up malondins
Mind said I'm the business
So I'm schemin' hittin' licks
Coming up, ain't had shit
I just wanna be rich
Posted on Rosevelt
Right where Von got hit
Ms.reeda asking for a hit, but I ain't friendin' shit
I throw shade back at 20
Know he gon' pay me my shit
At the table teaching me how to speak Jamaican and shit
Walk to Maryland
Lil E was getting into it with his bitch
Plus I fell off with Kevin
'Cause he acts like a bitch
Got the .223 from J Boy just to go scream shit
But I can't do it, that's my blood and I got love for the bitch
Nigga he be with counterfeit
Now we at Coperridge
He walk out his apartment and we splitting his wig
Back to the basic, getting money, you get 3 from the 6
Two in the morning at the bando and I still ain't go in
Hit the bando all night
'Til the neighbors ask why I'm up
Down for so long
All I'm thinking 'bout is coming up
Girls steady lying
And my niggas steady changing up
Gotta do something right
'Cause I'm always fucking up
Now I done seen a lot of shit
When I was coming up
Every day a struggle
So I hustle just to run it up
Looked at my friends and I seen they was fake as fuck
To keep it real, I ain't lying, I ain't got no trust
Intro lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
[2Pac:]
So okay, you want to see some macho shit? I'm the most macho nigga out here. I thought you niggas knew, I'm the most thuggish nigga out here. I have no mothafuckin' fear... I have no fear, I have only ambition, and I want mine, and I will do anything to protect and feed my family
[YoungBoy:]
In my city it get wicked lil' nigga, don't fuck around and become a victim lil' nigga
Open your eyes and pay attention lil' nigga, You fuck around and end up missing lil nigga
Let me take 'em way back when we was little lil' nigga
On Chippewa, when Davion and Tre wasn't with it lil' nigga, so many losses we done took and kept it kickin' lil' nigga
But when them niggas killed Lil' Dave this shit got serious lil' nigga, This that Mind Of A Menace and my city is wicked
Open your eyes and pay attention anybody can get it
I got a name off Life 'Fore Fame that's when they started to envy
Live to get rich that's who I'm living, screaming fuck who be dissin'
Nigga told me to pull up, so I pulled up with that shotty
Hop out hit his house up, then we shot back to Scotty
Run up better be bout it, Take some from who? bitch I doubt it
Up this bitch right on scene, show em that its retarded
Ferragamo hold up my [?] Mafia on my shirt, hold it down for my niggas NBA to the dirt
Ever since I was 7 dreamin' believed I'ma make it
Even though that they hated ain't never let that shit faze me
If its rested don't last, my sister tell me be patient
No you can't knock my shine 'cause I'm destined for greatness
Everything I spoke I live it, if I said it then I did it
Forever we be getting it in, posted in the trenches
NBA my gang, YoungBoy I'm my own boss you know, we ain't under no nigga administration, yea gang shit this that Mind Of A Menace
Homicide lyrics - NBA YoungBoy (feat. Scotty Cain)
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
In my hood you gon' blow or you gon' end up dead
I say this street shit ain't no joke, you better use yo' head
Nigga make yo' money, Monty told me get my bread
My nigga put his trust up in a bitch and now he dead
All my niggas tellin' me I need to chill
My momma say stay out the streets, she pray I don't get killed
Can't trust no nigga or no bitch, no they don't keep it real
I'm scarred for life, yeah, I stay with it bitch, I shoot to kill
P, I put that on Lil' Dave, I'll murk one of these niggas
I'm rollin 'round I'm just waitin' on you niggas
When I spot you bitch I got you, I been waitin' on you niggas
I'ma hop out with that 4 pound, I'ma bang it 'til it's empty
We gon' stick the plug, pull up in a spyder
Ridin 'round with that rifle, this bitch here be decipher
Say I'm walkin' with my .40, this bitch got a lotta bodies
NBA, that be the gang whole clique full of robbers
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And nigga when I see you it's gon' be a homicide, nigga
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah, it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
[Scotty Cain:]
Yeah, yeah, I been blockin' with this draco tryna murk one of you niggas
Mac 11 burst, t-shirt with yo' picture
Catch you up the Glock and wave
I got a cake bake for you niggas
Up the chopper, drill 'em and make sure I'ma kill 'em
Drum on the Glock I squeeze this bitch and smush yo' shit flat
Fuck a nigga if I jacked you, you can't get yo' shit back
I'm with that nigga, homicide, if you come get back
If I'm in it I'm comin or I'ma send that
Nigga know what it is
I'ma slang this bitch, I catch a nigga slippin'
Niggas been trippin' lately
So I keep extensions
Better bounce out or this cake cutter gon' burn shit you when it hit you
Tell yo' family get some tissue
You bitch you, mafia
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And nigga when I see you it's gon' be a homicide, nigga
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Hold on bitch, get yo' mind right
Don't talk to me like I'm a child
Pull up on side 'em at the red light and I'ma open fire
Countin' money for my niggas
You know tell em free Lil' Ky
Catch that pussy nigga who killed Lil' Dave then you gotta die
We know that the [?] team after us
Call my phone, yea I got it, I'ma bag it up
Pussy nigga run up in this bitch and I'ma bag 'em up
I say we ridin' 'round with that cutter ain't no smashin' us
Youngboy be the name
NBA, be the gang
Jump up out the whip and spray this bitch without no aim
Motha' fuck you choose the wrong gang
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And nigga when I see you it's gon' be a Homicide, nigga
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Turn Up lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up til we can't no more
All this liquor, we gon' drink til we can't drink no more
I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
We gon' party til the morning, we ain't going home
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up til we can't no more
All this liquor, we gon' drink til we can't drink no more
I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
We gon' party til the morning, we ain't going home
She can't control herself, she faded off [?]
Two in the morning, and we steady [?]
And everybody having fun, you know we turnt up
But we don't give no fucks, puffing on this hooka
Baby, I just moved out here, I'm from Louisiana
Told her [?] she say that shit don't matter
Ask her do she wanna drink? She say it don't matter
She say she gon' drink it straight, don't want no Tropicana
And I can tell that you off, from the way you act
She say she down to Earth, and then I started laughing
She said we both get some vodca, bet I drink it faster
I'm good on liquor, I just poured codeine in a fanta
She steady twerking, so I asked her "Can I take you home?"
A.J. gon' get your friend, she won't be alone
Girl, I got [?] tell me what you want
And I ain't even gotta say it, you know what I want
And I'ma flex up on these niggas, til I can't no more
All this liquor, y'all would drink til you can't drink no more
And I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
[?] got that white girl, he got drank, now nigga, what you want?
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up til we can't no more
All this liquor, we gon' drink til we can't drink no more
I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
We gon' party til the morning, we ain't going home
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up til we can't no more
All this liquor, we gon' drink til we can't drink no more
I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
We gon' party til the morning, we ain't going home
I don't promote violence, but I keep a gun
Walk in the party, and we make it jump like Michael Jordan
We steady smoking, steady drinking, it's two in the morning
Tryna shut us down, you better have an army
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Everybody loaded
Fuck [?] who gon' bust it open?
She don't drink, she don't smoke, she can't even hold it
She wanna fuck my brother, talking 'bout [?]
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up til we can't no more
All this liquor, we gon' drink til we can't drink no more
I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
We gon' party til the morning, we ain't going home
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up til we can't no more
All this liquor, we gon' drink til we can't drink no more
I got dank, I'ma smoke til I can't smoke no more
We gon' party til the morning, we ain't going home
4 Sons Of A King lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
This for lil' Kayden, my first born (Draco)
You made a nigga strong, you the one
This for lil' Taylin, my second baby, my wildest son (Tay Tay)
Before it's done, I promise we'll have a bond (PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playin' though)
Kamiri, K3, everything 'bout him lovin' and that lil' nigga just like me
Wear his headband just like his cousin (Boozilla)
I just seen you on IG
Forever I got you, forever I know you got me
Just talked to Kacey through a iPhone, I coulda cried
I knew that look up in yo' eyes
Ain't talk to moms up in so long, some shit ain't right
Just gotta keep my head high
Just left backstage with a bag full of cash
More diamonds in the sack
I'm a lil' nigga, I ain't stuntin' for nobody
I been seemin' not to try when I rap
My girl say I passed
Fuck it, bae, I'm tryna put this 30 on somebody
Rockstar to heavy metal, oh
I think I found someone to make it better, oh
Old friends call me, mistake 'em for somebody else
I don't wanna fuck this up, up
Said what you wanna do 'cause, girl, I'm all in
Pick me up when I'm fallin'
When we land we be ballin'
These niggas lame, go to tweakin', ain't with that talkin'
Everybody be mouthin', pistols gon' get to sparkin'
Been ballin' long so I can see all, imagine how
Made it down a long road
Yeah, that's right, we up right now, I need you to be right here
Just talked to Kacey through a iPhone, I coulda cried
I knew that look up in yo' eyes
Ain't talk to moms up in so long, some shit ain't right
Just gotta keep my head high
Just left backstage with a bag full of cash
More diamonds in the sack
I'm a lil' nigga, I ain't stuntin' for nobody
I been seemin' not to try when I rap
My girl say I passed
Fuck it, bae, I'm tryna put this 30 on somebody
41 lyrics - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
QRed On The Track
Ay, Ay Youngboy
Oh, yeah
Shinin' on my necklace got these bitches sprung
Brand new Rollie on my arm and it's a 41
I can't tote it but you know my niggas keep a gun
Diamonds, shinin', shinin' on my necklace got these bitches sprung
Brand new Rollie on my arm and it's a 41
I can't tote it but you know my niggas keep a gun
They like there go that lil savage, they like how I come
She say "Youngboy this love we got, we just can't throw away"
She say "baby you can call up on me any day"
Say that, but you don't know I'm gon' be in MIA
I don't know you baby bitch, bitch you way from another state
I'm on that 3Three shit, you know how I'm rockin''
I got Valentino's on and my shirt is Versace
Buku racks up in my pocket
Jiggalo strapped with the rocket
She say she ain't heard of us, Montana told that bitch "stop it"
Gettin' money by the hour, yeah we steady clockin'
My cuban links they shinin'
My Rollie watch would blind ya
I'm covered in designer, yea
Every day I'm grindin', yea
In the Maybach, in that Sprinter got shooters behind me
Diamonds, shinin', shinin' on my necklace got these bitches sprung
Brand new Rollie on my arm and it's a 41
I can't tote it but you know my niggas keep a gun
They like there go that lil savage, they like how I come
She say "Youngboy this love we got, we just can't throw away"
She say "baby you can call up on me any day"
Say that, but you don't know I'm gon' be in MIA
I don't know you baby bitch, bitch you way from another state
I just came up with a answer for that petty shit
Draco with a drum on bottom and two thirty sticks
I'm in California coolin' with a foreign bitch
Montana say 'we gotta go cause your flight leave at 6'
Expensive clothes, 'lotta diamonds and some flashy lights
Shawty steady asking me 'what I'm gon' do tonight'
Explain to me, what's on your mind help me realize
Bae don't cry, I ain't lyin', I ain't got none to hide
Ride or die, promised the hoe you stay by my side
Lord knows we done been through this too many times
My down chick, my gangster bitch that's for you to decide
They can't peep out the move, no we can't be televised
Diamonds, shinin', shinin' on my necklace got these bitches sprung
Brand new Rollie on my arm and it's a 41
I can't tote it but you know my niggas keep a gun
They like there go that lil savage, they like how I come
She say "Youngboy this love we got, we just can't throw away"
She say "baby you can call up on me any day"
Say that, but you don't know I'm gon' be in MIA
I don't know you baby bitch, bitch you way from another state
Act A Donkey (Charlamange Diss) lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
Huh
Huh, huh, huh
Huh, hey, huh
Huh, huh, huh
Bitch, mhm, Lil Top, nigga, look, look
Okay, huh, donkey of the day, nigga
Look, hold up, ayy
You invited, ayy, tell Charlamange he invited to Grave Digger Mountain
All he gotta do is pull up on me, nigga, and talk to me face to face
So I could bat you in your shit and hit you with this Drac', nigga
I don't give no fuck 'bout what they say, this that Amazing Grace
I got a plan for bitches tryna take YoungBoy for play
You must ain't heard, nobody safe, I had them gunners front yo' place
Can't take no food from off my plate, you pussy niggas know me
Try and find a place to hide this toolie, know it's fuck the police
Fucked up and I'm ruthless, I'm the murder man and I do it
With that shit, go ask my mama, anywhere, I'm gon' get to it, look
I got that shit on me, I keep that blick on me
A million dollars, that ain't shit, I spend it quick, homie
Hold up, I got yo' bitch on me, I'm tryna beat up that monkey
Get in yo' shit, bitch, I'll show you how to act a donkey
Say whatever that I want so they think I'm crazy
Look, Top baby, huh, bitch this Top, nigga, yeah
Say whatever that you want, but bitch bet' not play with me
You ain't dumb nigga, huh, shoot you in your head
Look, I been stackin' millions while I'm duckin' from them feds, huh
I been on them pills, fuck what my baby mama said
Nigga, fuck you, it get ugly, every chance, I keep 'em fed
Bitch, I'm thuggin', catch 'em bad, I make my shawty whoop they head
Bitch, I been cuttin' up, you niggas got me fucked up
You niggas old as fuck and cannot do a thing with neither one of us
I show you real, fuck if it's bulletproof, shoot up the tour bus
Better ask a bitch like Dej 'cause I could say that she grew up with us
Look, I love them graves, we tote them Ks, got Glocks with switch, they tear you up
I'm 4KTrey, I bang for Dave, enforcement can't do shit with us
Came inside this game and bitch I fucked it up, I'm a donkey
And I keep it on me, plenty money, bitch, don't speak up on me
I'm a donkey, I need some money, I just spent a million
I'm a donkey, you run up on me, I'll fuckin' kill you
You fuckin' flunky, bitch, I'll hit you with this Glock extension
Can't fuck with JAY-Z, I'm way too ignorant, bitch, I stand on business
Look, my childhood wasn't pretty, my fatherhood too hard
Them hoes took they children Benjis, now gotta find another boy, not YoungBoy
You know you out there bad and fucked up for that
All up in my business, get yo' ass bust up for that
Baow, I got off that shit, now I'm on my shit, bitch, get off my dick, hold on
Baow, baow
Five million to my bitch, when I get off my dick, you pussy niggas don't exist
I got that shit on me, I keep that blick on me (I got it on me)
A million dollars, that ain't shit, I spend it quick, homie (Spend it)
Hold up, I got yo' bitch on me, I'm tryna beat up that monkey
Get in yo' shit, bitch, I'll show you how to act a donkey
Say whatever that I want so they think I'm crazy
Look, Top baby, huh, bitch this Top, nigga, yeah
Say whatever that you want, but bitch bet' not play with me
You ain't dumb nigga, huh, shoot you in your head
Look, I been stackin' millions while I'm duckin' from them feds, huh
I been on them pills, fuck what my baby mama said
Nigga, fuck you, it get ugly, every chance, I keep 'em fed
Bitch, I'm thuggin', catch 'em bad, I make my shawty whoop they head
Bitch, I been cuttin' up, you niggas got me fucked up
You niggas old as fuck and cannot do a thing with neither one of us
I show you real, fuck if it's bulletproof, shoot up the tour bus
Better ask a bitch like Dej 'cause I could say that she grew up with us
Look, I love them graves, we tote them Ks, got Glocks with switch, they tear you up
I'm 4KTrey, I bang for Dave, enforcement can't do shit with us
Came inside this game and bitch I fucked it up, I'm a donkey (Yeah)
And I keep it on me, plenty money, bitch, don't speak up on me
Addict Emotions lyrics - NBA YoungBoy
These Xans won't be my friend
My lean just want me to slump over
I been writin' down my thoughts with no pen
My demeanor, know you hate, I'm a soldier (D-Roc)
Thought I told ya, I'm a gangster, I ain't quittin'
Young nigga, I stand on business
Who the fuck didn't never play with me?
I wanna take him from off of the map
Why am I up and you takin' a nap?
I want that shit, I get you clapped
I want them young niggas spin right back
I want her fresh, so I bought her everything that she wanted
I want a check for to make sure that I keep this shit in order (Hold up)
Red Eye, Red Eye, Red Eye, Demon, we don't do Daytona
On my land, got plenty rides, let's take you for a ride in one of 'em
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Can you be the one that I call late at night?
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Gotta be crazy as the fuck if you think you ain't my type
Thought I told ya, I'm a gangster, I ain't quittin'
Young nigga, I stand on business
Who the fuck didn't never play with me?
I wanna take him from off of the map
Why am I up and you takin' a nap?
I want that shit, I get you clapped
I want them young niggas spin right back
I want her fresh, so I bought her everything that she wanted
I want a check for to make sure that I keep this shit in order (Hold up)
Red Eye, Red Eye, Red Eye, Demon, we don't do Daytona
On my land, got plenty rides, let's take you for a ride in one of 'em
These Xans won't be my friend (Ooh, yeah)
My lean just want me to slump over
I been writin' down my thoughts with no pen (Ooh, yeah)
My demeanor, know you hate, I'm a soldier
I want her fresh (Ooh), so I bought her everything that she wanted (Yeah)
I want a check for to make sure that I keep this shit in order (Hold up)
Red Eye, Red Eye, Red Eye, Demon, we don't do Daytona
On my land, got plenty rides, let's take you for a ride in one of 'em
All I Want lyrics - NBA YoungBoy & Adrien Broner
[Adrien Broner:]
Ayy
I lost a lot of money, I lost friends, but all I want is the money back
Niggas saying they gon' rob me but I ain't worried 'bout none of that
I'm in some all black Off-White, I got the gun to match
You take a shot, I'm at your neck, like Rosa Parks I'm bussin back
Ayy, ayy, I don't really think these niggas know about me
Yeah I see they gas you up but I'll leave you on E
I see you niggas with these chains but y'all diamonds don't dance
You might see me with my ace but I won't show you my hand
100 thousand in my Nike box, my bougie bitch she like to shop
I can't pronounce the car I got, you see me when I drop the top
I'm feeling upper echelon, you niggas just a replica
My jewelry is irregular, you niggas need to step it up
Just put three hundred on my wrist, I stay clean 'cause I'm filthy rich
She told you she was celibate, she let me fuck 'cause I'm the shit
I'm the real, you counterfeit, you niggas is so fraudulent
All these diamonds got me lit, they loud, I think they arguing
Yea I got a big gun, chopper got a big drum
The Benz I got like Redd Foxx, I promise it's the big one
I'm really out here in the game, you niggas keep the bench warm
So I can't trust no bitch 'cause
I lost a lot of money, I lost friends, but all I want is the money back
Niggas saying they gon' rob me but I ain't worried 'bout none of that
I'm in some all black Off-White, I got the gun to match
You take a shot, I'm at your neck, like Rosa Parks I'm bussin back
Ayy, ayy, I don't really think these niggas know about me
Yeah I see they gas you up but I'll leave you on E
I see you niggas with these chains but y'all diamonds don't dance
You might see me with my ace but I won't show you my hand
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
One in the morning, I'm going hard
Walking 'round with the foreign broads
Living my life like a rockstar
Before it came I could say I saw it
Nigga play games, up with the rod
I'ma fly in the sky like a shooting star
So much money could get me a black card
Steady dranking on Act, ain't no Wockhardt
Posted up, steady watching for cop cars
Twenty-four seven, we going in
Thirty-eight baby a block boy
We gon' trap round the clock from ten to ten
Spend it, it's coming right back again
Float 'round the city with Ben-10
Shootin' dice, me and AB
Shoot a ten then bet the ten
Shootin' dice, me and AB
Shoot a ten then bet the ten
[Adrien Broner:]
I lost a lot of money, I lost friends, but all I want is the money back
Niggas saying they gon' rob me but I ain't worried 'bout none of that
I'm in some all black Off-White, I got the gun to match
You take a shot, I'm at your neck, like Rosa Parks I'm bussin back
Ayy, ayy, I don't really think these niggas know about me
Yeah I see they gas you up but I'll leave you on E
I see you niggas with these chains but y'all diamonds don't dance
You might see me with my ace but I won't show you my hand
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