GG (Remix) lyrics - NBA YoungBoy (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

[NBA YoungBoy:]
Look
Free my niggas out the can
Nigga, this that crazy man
I ain't even put no effort, crazy man

Draw down with that Glock, bitch don't make no sound
Say somethin', might get shot bitch, face down to the ground
I ain't got no respect aye, you might think I'm dumb
I'm just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried about what I do
You ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
Tell me why you say that YoungBoy?
Cause bitch I'm flyer than your dude

If you think I fuck with that lil hoe, then you a fool
I ain't got no education, I dropped out of school
No security with me so I'm strapped up with that tool
Try to take my jewelry off and you gon' make the news bitch
Cuban links around my neck, it cost me 22 bitch
Audemar Piguet, coulda' went and bought a school bitch
Went to Neiman Marcus for my pants and my shoes bitch
Five thousands dollars, what I paid for the whole fit
I just took a loss so I'm goin' on a heist bitch
Hold a tool in yo face like chino do a bike bitch
Too much money on me for to raise my hands and fight bitch
Thunder in my clip, fuck around get hit with light bitch

Draw down with that Glock, bitch don't make no sound
Say somethin', might get shot bitch, face down to the ground
I ain't got no respect aye, you might think I'm dumb
I'm just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried about what I do
You ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
Tell me why you say that YoungBoy?
Cause bitch I'm flyer than your dude

[A Boogie with da Hoodie:]
Wait, I'm really focused, they talking bullshit
But they still listen to my old shit
Listen lil bitch, I still got some money from some old shit
Listen lil bitch, I empty clips and then reload it
I get more attention when I'm with my Louie Loafers
All my whips is tinted so they love to pull me over
You a sherm nigga, word nigga, yous a joker
My whip is mad black, I used to ride in the Toyota yeah
Now I'm slumpin' niggas over yeah
Niggas got they ten toes up yeah
Heart started gettin' colder yeah
Lil bitch you don't know us yeah

[NBA YoungBoy:]
Draw down with that Glock, bitch don't make no sound
Say somethin', might get shot, bitch face down to the ground
I ain't got no respect aye, you might think I'm dumb
I'm just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried about what I do
You ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
Tell me why you say that YoungBoy?
Cause bitch I'm flyer than your dude

Give You My All lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

You prolly den boarded your plane right now
I'm tryna get thru to you
You got me going insane right now
I feel like I'm losing you (yeah)
And I don't know what to do (nah)
I just wanna call (ooh)
Forever I'm never gonna choose, I give you my all

That's a fact, give you my all
I admit that I was wrong (ooh)
I was show in' off
I ain't want you for to leave (no)

You say I'm a gangster, I don't speak on that shit that's irrelevant
I'm taking my time, never rewind
My all alone that I'm headed in
Other night I was cryin, but I'm so slime
You wouldn't know how to handle it
You the one that I want I ain't faking it
You don't know what these hoes den done to me (yeah)
Girl, I need ya, I want chu, come on, don't be scared
Imma learn to treat chu right
On my own, all alone, I been blind and mislead
But chu the one who make me feel right

That's a fact, give you my all
I admit that I was wrong (ooh)
I was showin' off
I ain't want chu for to leave (no)

You prolly den boarded your plane right now
I'm tryna get thru to you
You got me going insane right now
I feel like I'm losing you (yeah)
And I don't know what to do (nah)
I just wanna call (ooh)
Forever I'm never gonna choose, I give you my all

I answer my phone in front of your face
To fuck over you and intend it
I was tryna tell her not to call me no more
Its over, I'm done, get riddance
You going to school to become a nurse
I thought you would want you a business
I love it I think that it's different
Might need chu to write me prescriptions

Got yo feet up, 8 bedrooms in my house, surprise
Let my gang go play b-ball up inside
Tennis court let's play but lemme grab my glock
Two security guards in front for extra eyes

You prolly den boarded your plane right now
I'm tryna get thru to you
You got me going insane right now
I feel like I'm losing you (yeah)
And I don't know what to do (nah)
I just wanna call (ooh)
Forever I'm never gonna choose, I give you my all

That's a fact, give you my all
I admit that I was wrong (ooh)
I was showing off
I ain't want chu for to leave (no)

Goals lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

6element

I took the top off the motherfuckin' coupe
They closed the door, but I still made it through
Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew
Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose
Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama
Doin' bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

I was tired of doing the same thing
Got serious, then I changed lanes
They knowin' that we bust brains
But ain't why I'm inside in chains
Put my focus in the main business
Lookin' for a half a ticket plane
Tryna find somethin' that fit the description of my pain
My name to some people ain't looked over
Go find you somethin' to look over
Since young, never been a pushover
Got the bag like a book holder
Nigga, you gon' make me mad and we gon' spin on 'em
Did the dash inside a Lamb' and then he crash
Ain't get a dent on him
That's my lil' homie
Remember posted at the store, I ain't have a cent on me
One uniform, went to school everyday the same lint on me
Needed help to stand up straight and then they bent on me
Dirty bitch was catchin' fire and I wouldn't even piss on 'em

I took the top off the motherfuckin' coupe
They closed the door, but I still made it through
Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew
Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose
Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama
Doin' bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

Switched the motto, I ain't hit the lotto
But my bag different
Skippin' school with my dog, wasn't really tryna bag with me
Fell in love once, but mm, I said my grandma was different
I'm like, "Mm, I'm a millionaire, I ain't with the kidding"
That's me just thinkin'
Too much money, separate the bank
2012, I'd use a shoebox
I don't really like to talk, I ain't bein' rude now
Three hundred thousand, it be for fashion
And I still'll probably pass it up
I don't give no fuck as long as we got a gat on us
That's a new edition
She don't want me, she feel like my heart old
Why you want my heart, love?
Take it slow, I ball on and off court

I took the top off the motherfuckin' coupe
They closed the door, but I still made it through
Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew
Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose
Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama
Doin' bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

God Please lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Huh
I ain't going outside today
I ain't going outside today
You pour me up
DMac that nigga be too banging

Tryna hide from the camera, I ain't goin' outside today
Couldn't find Hi-Tec, so I'm drinkin' on Act' today
I'ma pull up in style, we gon' do a drive by in the Wraith
I'ma take it to trial, pray to Lord I beat the case

That money be callin', I don't do no talkin', so get the fuck outta my face
Gotta TEC and a chopper, with a hundred thousand dollars up in the Wraith
You know I ain't slippin', you know that I'm with it, I'll shoot him right up in his face
Three say that I'm trippin', you know that I'm drippin', I'm wrapped in Saran today
I just bought a brand new watch from Goyard, I ain't put it on yet
I don't care 'bout no bitch, I ain't giving her shit, spend it all on my homies
I go put on my son, from my car to my house, everything, I own it
When it come to that money you know I ain't stuntin', I be on it
I just got a pet monkey, cashed out on a tiger
But really don't want it, my son don't like him
He say that we beefin', you know I won't fight him
My clip full of thunder, you know I'll strike 'em
Wanna join NBA, go and catch you a body
Free Kevin Gates, it's a murder for hire
Double G gang on the front of my title
Got rid of my Glock and I bought me a rifle

Tryna hide from the camera, I ain't goin' outside today
Couldn't find Hi-Tec, so I'm drinkin' on Act' today
I'ma pull up in style, we gon' do a drive by in the Wraith
I'ma take it to trial, pray to Lord I beat the case

I jump out at your house, I ain't shootin' from the corner
Ben bought me a bitch but I really don't want her
I don't do no cappin', I keep it one hunnid
Right now I'm recordin' with ten thousand on me
He say he want smoke but I know he don't want it
Shoot him and his bitch and I up on his homie
You know how I'm feelin', I don't got to say it
Face every problem all by my lonely

Tryna hide from the camera, I ain't goin' outside today
Couldn't find Hi-Tec, so I'm drinkin' on Act' today
I'ma pull up in style, we gon' do a drive by in the Wraith
I'ma take it to trial, pray to Lord I beat the case, yeah

Green Dot lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Ayo, Dzimi got the sauce, boy)
Still a robber from the paul bearer, from the burner
Still right out from the burner

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

This no facade, we up the rod, we known to send shit up to God
You say it's war, I do your asses like I done them fucking boys
Hold on say, why they tryna play like Top ain't raw
Been up inside beef for some years but still ain't dead yet in this foreign car
PTR on me, looking like this bitch a sewing saw
Son say in my passenger seat just like a pornstar
Murder gang, two handles on that .223 like devil horns
Call the police, don't call the reverend for him (Fuck that boy)
Bah-bah-bah, he already dead, yeah
Caught that nigga fumbling then they did him bad
Gang baby had to fight in jail in different parish
Check off shit with PayPals with certain assassins
His family know we stepped on him, I wish I could spit in his casket
Fuck him, I been thugging, and bet nan one of you bitches still gon' touch this shit
This shit ain't pretty since I came in, it been ugly
I whip out my blicky, tell my bitch just for to kiss it if she love me

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

Hold on, stop the static, yeah, slang that ratchet
Wait outside his home and put shit up the fastest
And just in case this shit get hectic, the FN tactic
You know them hollows coming through shit soon as I blast it
I say this a murder zone, right here where my granddad home
Make sure that I got "Gravedigger" engraved in my tombstone
Them pistols beating up off a beat, since he wanna make a song
Tell him I'm that same nigga with holes in my shoes walkin' around
Fuck it, we gon' knock him down
Green dot, millionaire up in the Cutlass and this bitch not T top
Jumping out that gang mobile, it smell like reefer
I am not no rapper, I'm your fucking teacher
Bloody nigga walk in cocaine white tryna turn up the meter
Talk your shit, you gon' lose your life the same day I meet you
This that real right shit can't keep cool say 5 soon as I swung that heater
This that hitchhike shit, paul bearers bring him out, drag him to the reaper

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

Heading On lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flex)
Free DDawg
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Cocaine all white GNikes, so I hit the street right
Hangin round actin like they lost some, know what it be like
I done seen how they change when im down
Riding round that P, smokin dope just singin loud

Muthafuck em if they dont know I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off left foreign cars sittin round in my home
Causin me to head on
I say that thats that Maybach, Red eye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh cause I got money now

Hella blocks, hella chops, thirty shottas, no trap spot
Plain Jane, Patek Phileppe, arms reach of a crack pot
Get that rollie imma send it back I dont like how the bezel sized
Scared for a nigga to see her arm sleeve she got hella dots
Soon as it drop then the body drop
Police comin, call it through the cell
She ain't wit' a nigga she ain't around me now
It was the same way laid inside a cell
Tryna step on sum', payin to get me killed
In that red eye straight from out of hell
Got to much money to be out here stuntin'
And these dirty bitches dont wanna let me live

What you talkin? All my kids got M's and P's
I knock sum' off I don't wanna talk
Aye where the money where the lean, God damn
Fuck em all, I achieve
I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve

Muthafuck em if they dont know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smookin strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off left foreign cars sittin round in my home
Causin me to head on
I say that thats that Maybach, Red eye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh cause I got money now

Big stack, look there go Youngboy his lil ass wit' that big gat
Cemetary yard, I can't pass, tell 'em risk that
Dont care bout how you cut it you not makin me
Give a fuck bout if they clutchin I say spray that shit
I say pop that boy, I say shoot that bitch
While I wait on my house to get gutted, I flood my wrist
I say hit the switch, I say put it in sport ain't got no kick
I say Lean, stand, stand right, aim right nigga for you hit that stick

What you talkin? All my kids got M's and P's
I knock sum' off I don't wanna talk
Aye where the money where the lean, God damn
Fuck em all, I achieve
I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve

Muthafuck em if they dont know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smookin strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off left foreign cars sittin round in my home
Causin me to head on
I say that thats that Maybach, Red eye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh cause I got money now

Heard Of Me lyrics - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Shit, that's that bitch
Damn, Ken man
Uh, baow
It's Lil Top, nigga, what it is
You already know how I get down
I got all these bitches around, all these bitches inside my home
Yeah, with a half a million inside my bag, bitch
Yeah, with a big strap on my couch, right now
How you wan' do it?
Nigga, biggest five, hah

Now, look, I know you heard of me, hah
I leave shit dead inside the street, I had foreign cars at just sixteen, bitch
Now, look, I know you heard of me
I got my momma out the hood, I got myself from out the streets, bitch, I'm the man
I said, "I know you heard of me"
'Bout how I leave 'em dead from goin' cross that net, playin'
Tryna see 'bout that shit you sayin'
I know you heard of me, bah, bah, bitch, that be me
Come get that blick outside my hand, I'm murder man, bitch
That drum gon' talk like it's a band

Got eighty acres worth of land
But they wan' see me lose, wan' see me lose my groove
Wan' see me throw my fuckin' hand
They ain't give a hand, not one time, pussy bitch, I'm 'bout mine
And I been known to slang iron, I'll have your whole family cryin'
And I made millions through my whole career
Dropped from outta school without a plan
I could've fucked up, got killed
I been on the stand just like a man, these twenty-three long years
Life inside in the can, I said, "I can"
Bitch, who would not shed tears? Bitch, keep it real

Don't want take that route 'cause I'm out, I done let it off in the South
Havin' police knock on the door, momma tell me, "Stay in the house"
Had some pain since I was a child, hope your happiness done been bought
Or least been earned, I been goin' hard ever since I had my turn, oh
I see these pussy niggas plottin' on me
I say I gotta keep that rocket on me
In the club stuntin' with these hoes
Just don't know, nigga watchin' your arm, huh

They watch my neck, huh, know I got that check
I'm gon' flex, got that TEC, huh
Play, I let this bitch out right on set, best come correct
Or get stomped out your shit, this a bet
Bitch, I'm rich, I ride around with that stick, fuck a fed
Got too much sense inside my head to lose it all behind a ho
Tryna get a session with DJ Khaled and make 'em all lay on the floor
Tryna let that rookie open my venue and kill his whole clique at the show
He's from a hour away, and from that distance, I could see that he a ho
I peep your chain out wit' my scope, I get your address from my four
We grab them sticks, it's time to kill, play Jackie Neal, that's how we roll
I know life won't be fucked up forever, God blessin' all the steppers
Trap niggas and real bitches, my clique gon' ball forever
Wreck, we gon' bang it out, we gon' hit it, just let me know
Pop a pussy, pop prescriptions, pop a check, ooh
Bitch, pop that pussy, fuck who lookin', throw that neck, ooh
I beat it down, straight from the back, then eat you like my food
Now, look, I know you heard of me
That boy who breakin' all the rules, that child who barely find peace
That boy who make that bitch get tattoos of a whole face of me
Inside Cristal, we soak our feet, it's gangsta

Now, look, I know you heard of me, hah
I leave shit dead inside the street, I had foreign cars at just sixteen, bitch
Now, look, I know you heard of me
I got my momma out the hood, I got myself from out the streets, bitch, I'm the man
I said, "I know you heard of me"
'Bout how I leave 'em dead from goin' cross that net, playin'
Tryna see 'bout that shit you sayin'
I know you heard of me, bah, bah, bitch, that be me
Come get that blick outside my hand, I'm murder man, bitch
That drum gon' talk like it's a band

I can see these pussy niggas plottin' on me
I say I gotta keep that rocket on me
In the club stuntin' with these hoes
Just don't know, nigga watchin' your arm
Don't want take that route 'cause I'm out, I done let it off in the south
Havin' police knock on the door, momma tell me, "Stay in the house"
Had some pain since I was a child, hope your happiness done been bought
Or least been earned, I been goin' hard ever since I had my turn, oh

Hi Haters lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

(A-a-a-a-ayy, that's probably Tago)
(Goddamn, BJ made another one)
To all the haters-
Yeah, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

And now I speak, gotta put my daughter to sleep
And just like Peak, I named my son after a G (They know)
Ain't been respondin' to these niggas, I'm way more rich, I know they see (They see)
On my wife, I'm spendin' millions and I put some diamonds on my wrist (Yeah-yeah)
I done made it out the cage (I done made it out the cage)
Saw me down, but I'm so up, I don't give one fuck
God, I say, "Thank you"
Hit your artist with them Ks (Hit your artist with them Ks)
I don't bother you, you pick on me
Just wait to see, bitch, I'm gon' spank you (Bah, bah)
Too many real estate, to the rich, that's embarrassment, but I'm big on it
Been on it, I get that money and I sit on it (Sit on it)
Nails got some paint up on 'em, but play know I'll kill yo' big homie
I got this Givenchy-branded chain, I'll fit three-times your rent on it
Tell my mama, "Send a hundred, I'ma send it back" (I'ma send it back)
Throw a brick and hide ya hand, bitch, you know I'ma get you whacked (I'ma get you whacked)
She tell Charleston White, "I'm a gangster who been misled wrong"
I just been leadin' wrong, but if you ever need me, I'll send 'em back (I'll send 'em back)

To all the haters, I say, "Hey"
I made it through another day
I'm blessed, so how can I complain?
It ain't one thing that they can say
I thank you Lord that I'm saved (Saved)
Look, all this money I done made
They won't let me out the cage
Some hitters missed me with them K's (Some niggas missed me with them K's)
Know I put shit up behind lil' Dave (Yeah)
But, bae, I changed, I was feelin' played (Yeah)
Should've shot the bitch up in his face (Yeah)

Wanna say, "Stop violence," but it don't add up to my name
Known to bring pain, I bust his brain
Like, "Boy, you disrespected gang" (You know)
I'm a duck, continue with that ignorant shit 'cause I'm a wealthy man (Move on)
Try and pray five times a day, name another Christian do the same (Amen)
And I gotta thank the Lord for my kids (My kids)
Harper got smart on that big
Nigga tryna cap me, crossed my wig, behind this boy that we digged
Hope you don't think you comin' in here puttin' me up, it won't be it (Uh-uh)
Come test your luck, I wan' see it
Drop the next, turned to a spirit
I'm like, "Mama, these niggas don't want no problems, but these women wanna sex away my problems"
Free money, might as well give away to my partners (All of my brothers, nigga)
They be hatin' and I'm like, "Oh, it ain't my problem" (Ma, I got problems)

To all the haters, I say, "Hey"
I made it through another day (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm blessed, so how can I complain? (I can't complain)
It ain't one thing that they can say (It ain't a thing they can say)
I thank you Lord that I'm saved (Ooh, ooh)
Look, all this money I done made
They won't let me out the cage
Some hitters missed me with them K's (Ah, ah)
Know I put shit up behind lil' Dave (Yeah, yeah)
But, bae I changed, I was feelin' played
Should've shot the bitch up in his face (Yeah)

I'm workin' hard through all my problems, hustlin' on my own (Own)
And I be up late when they sleep, no excuses at all
I'm the man inside my home (My home)
I'm caught up providin' (I'm caught up providin')
But all my niggas been slidin', woah (But all my niggas been slidin')
We gotta stay violent through this shit
Don't like violence, not one bit
Might just come home and call my mama (Call my mama)
Pain keep me rollin', I stay strong (I'm strong, yeah)
I'm winnin' on these bitches, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
My shades, they Balenci', they ain't Ray-Bans
Dada try hard not to open a can on these fools
These niggas be fans, ran up my bands on them dudes (I run up my bands)
Bought extra land, and it got the same view as my house, way too cool (Too cool)
Got to keep that stick inside my pants, like Baboon (Know I got to keep that stick)
They know I'm not friendly, not one bit and I hate all of you (I'm too rich)
Watch my nails (Yeah)
Tell the boys and girls, I'm Top, I'm up, go to Hell (Go to Hell)
You ain't hatin' on me, I hope you conquer and prevail (Prevail)
They want beef, got 'em waitin' on me, 'cause I know they'll probably'll call 12 (Brrt)
Can't be lookin' up to niggas don't even look up to their self
Don't set yourself up for to fail (Slime)

Haha
To all the people that be talkin' down on me, nigga, ha
It's all good, all good, I'm ballin'
Ya heard me?
You ain't takin' it away from us now, at all
Everybody livin' good
Shit, if you ain't livin' good, I know I gave it to you
That's on ya body, ya heard me?
You ain't gotta like me, believe that
I'm kickin' it with [?] on here, I'm too [?] on here
I'm stayin' groovy on these hoes, nigga, believe that
It's slime, Top
To all the haters, I say, "Hey"

How I Been lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Pipe that shit up, TnT
RellyMade

Countin' money, workin' on myself
That's if you wonder how I been, I been
Wishin' if you there with someone else
I hope they love you like I did, I did

Say you love me but you can't
The shit you do for me, for another nigga, you do the same
I can't hold on, plus these critics bloggin' my name
I'm tryna move on, I'm not with your lies and with your games
She tried to fake a baby, I ain't trippin' 'bout that
Girl, I want your love
Them hoes wasn't as real as us
So I don't give a fuck
DC Blizzy turnt up at the club, okay, okay
Don't fuck with that
I say, don't fuck with that, that's my bae
Oh, you the main freak? Bring her ass my way (My way)
Your name could make tat' three times on my face (Tat' three times on my face)
Hold my styrofoam, speedin' on the highway (Ooh)
No party on a Friday, check that money like five ways
Can't listen to what I say, bitch, you know I need you
Just wanna please you from behind, just wanna' beat you
Soon as you throw it back, I go in deep, too
Now it's time to put my clothes on, I don't wanna leave you

Vision your face, as I be with somebody
Every move that I make, I be wantin' you on side me
Oh, why you ain't advise me?
I'm tryna make sure that my head on
Instead, you tellin' me I'm dead wrong
Point you out, always me (No blame, no pain)
We're not doin' right, don't we all agree? (Who should feel shame?)
Point you out, always me (No blame, no pain)
We're not doin' right, don't we all agree? (Oh, who should feel shame?)

Got my burner on so they won't play me (Yeah)
Put that Buddha print on and it make me think about Blasian (Think about)
I need you to save me, these hoes tryna raid me (Go)
Just like you the cops hoe , you gotta chase me
And in May you know I'll change the weather
All these foreigns be matching
Real nigga gon' do it better, even though IRS tax me
I say, "That that Motorsport, Supercross can't jack me"
I say, "Fuck that KTM, I want Kawasaki" (Yeah, yeah)

Countin' money, workin' on myself
That's if you wonder how I been, I been
Wishin' if you there with someone else
I hope they love you like I did, I did

Vision your face, as I be with somebody
Every move that I make, I be wantin' you on side me
Oh, why you ain't advise me?
I'm tryna make sure that my head on
Instead , you tellin' me I'm dead wrong
Point you out, always me (No blame, no pain)
We're not doin' right, don't we all agree? (Oh, who should feel shame?)
Point you out, always me (No blame, no pain)
We're not doin' right, don't we all agree? (Oh, who should feel shame?)

(Put you out my mind, I can put you out my mind)
(Put you out my mind, I can put you out my mind)

Hurt Me lyrics - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Yung Lan on the track
Hunnid bands for a kilo, nigga

I can't no more, I ain't letting them people hurt me
No I can't go, I ain't letting them step on me
I ain't showing no love, they ain't ever do shit for me
I don't give a fuck, I don't care what they think 'bout me
I ain't ever switch, who the fuck done said I changed?
They say I ain't shit, why they talk down on my name?
I ain't ever let it go, Imma stay true to this game
I don't care which way he go, Imma always stay the same

No I don't wanna know, I don't wanna hurt nobody
They don't know, know, know, fire growing in my body
And I'm waiting on, for to step on me somebody
Got a clique with me, so solid
Sipping take narcotics
See that shit you said I caught it
Whole lotta racks up in my pocket
No I won't quit on promoting the violence
Step on a nigga, the police can't stop it
Wildlife came and took my tiger
Imma double back, bought me a lion
I stay with the shit know these bitches ain't shit
I ain't trusting no hoe cause I know they be lyin'
Take my lick no I won't tell
Way back bitch, hoe I was locked in a cell
Appreciating I know that they hating
All my fans had sent me mail
Drop my top I'm looking for 12
Walk through the North, just me and Kindelle
Said they want smoke and I'm bringing them hell
Shoot out the window I'm leaving them stale

I can't no more, I ain't letting them people hurt me (I ain't let 'em hurt me)
No I can't go, I ain't letting them step on me (Let 'em top on me)
I ain't showing no love, they ain't ever do shit for me (Shit for me)
I don't give a fuck, I don't care what they think 'bout me (Think 'bout me)
I ain't ever switch, who the fuck done said I changed? (Said I changed)
They say I ain't shit, why they talk down on my name? (Down on my name)
I ain't ever let it go, Imma stay true to this game (To this game)
I don't care which way he go, Imma always stay the same (Stay the same)

Hop in the whip do the dash in the Bentley
It's living up when I hit it
Strapped when I float through the city (Brrat)
That's how I sound when I hit it
No dealings with these bitches
Loaded I think that I'm tripping
Focus you know I ain't slipping
Pay me on scene and you know that I spit it
Fussing with my girl, say that you love me I know you don't love me
Brought you around me and you started thuggin'
Fuck all that shit I ain't worried 'bout nothing
Imma travel the world, I'm bringing you with me ain't leaving for nothing
Play with my feelings and bitch Imma cut you
I take that back cause I really do love you

I ain't ever switch, who the fuck done said I changed? (Said I changed)
They say I ain't shit, why they talk down on my name? (Down on my name)
I ain't ever let it go, Imma stay true to this game (To this game)
I don't care which way he go, Imma always stay the same (Stay the same)
I can't no more, I ain't letting them people hurt me (I ain't let 'em hurt me)
No I can't go, I ain't letting them step on me (Let 'em top on me)
I ain't showing no love, they ain't ever do shit for me (Shit for me)
I don't give a fuck, I don't care what they think 'bout me (Think 'bout me)

Hypnotized lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

She said that money ain't worth nothin' if you can't treat me right
I clearly see bitches ain't shit, they just won't see me cry
Young nigga rollin', keep that Glock 'cause shit ain't safe out at night
I say the money and betrayal got my mind hypnotized

Lies, that's what they told me
I never asked for shit at night, only for you to hold me
I did it out of love, baby, never said you owed me
Now I don't wanna fuck with you, it's gonna kill me slowly
Straight out that north, I made it out, don't mix me in the shit they say
My feelings fallin', money callin', how we movin', shit ain't safe
I'm rollin' through LA alone with a burner on my waist
At night, I pray I make it home, them pussy boys know where I stay, might jump the gate
But fuck that, I'm strapped up, ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Somethin' must be in them nigga's head wrong if they thinkin', I ain't clutchin'
Can't take cover when I start bustin'
Leave 'em like one said they love me
Patrol still wanna cuff me
No love for one, say fuck me
You supposed to be the one I run to, but you ain't 'round
Never knew to succumb to, I don't know how
I lost my love for that dream and I don't know if it could be found
You always bringin' some shit up, never once tried to put you down

She said that money ain't worth nothin' if you can't treat me right
I clearly see bitches ain't shit, they just won't see me cry
Young nigga rollin', keep that Glock 'cause shit ain't safe out at night
I say the money and betrayal got my mind hypnotized

One person I'm lovin'
Nobody I'm trustin'
Straight out of them trenches, I'm thuggin'
To me you the world, but I never could tell you wasn't keepin' it real
You was billing your budget
You see me with bitches you think that I cherish
You ask them a question, they can't tell you nothin'
Bad news and it's comin' out ugly
Truth be told, you was plottin' on somethin'
Money mean nothin' when you really love someone
How I be livin' take up time and we could have a one on one
And fuckin' off ain't that important when you really for someone
I'm scared to open up my heart, I always been so nonchalant
I just wanna live with you, build with you, smoke with you, yeah
I know you think the shit I say
But you just wanna misuse me and lie, said that I ain't never cared
You left yo' diary by the bed

She said that money ain't worth nothin' if you can't treat me right
I clearly see bitches ain't shit, they just won't see me cry
Young nigga rollin', keep that Glock 'cause shit ain't safe out at night
I say the money and betrayal got my mind hypnotized

She said that money ain't worth nothin' if you can't treat me right
I clearly see bitches ain't shit, they just want see me cry
Young nigga rollin', keep that Glock 'cause shit ain't safe out at night
I say the money and betrayal got my mind hypnotized

I Ain't Scared lyrics - It Ain't Over (Interlude)

(Look out, Veno)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
I wanna see another vision, vision
(Mama know who Cub$kout is)
All I picture, in that stolo spinning, spinning
They want me down, I can't shake this feeling, feeling

Think what you want, I ain't even gotta say that, I'm a real nigga
Since sixteen, I been knocking shit off and you talk 'bout deal with 'em
I can't live my life a certain way, no
Drive that Rolls all out at night
If a shootout gon' go down in this bitch, can't say it won't
'Cause my life is crazy, left my old girl 'cause she play me
Deadly ever since I been a baby, but these niggas still won't slay me
I can't get my mind blown, now on Xans, my mind gone
Two girls, five lil' boys, I gotta make it home

I'm alright, don't worry, don't cry
It ain't nothing that no one could do to save my life
Ma, just know I'm your flying angel if I leave through the night
And I ain't scared

I ain't scared, every time it was up, I never ran
Living life on the edge but I'm seeming to constantly hold on from the strength of Xans
Come from doing shows in a sprinter van
Since sixteen, mind had a tag
But these niggas, they still ain't kill me
Back to back, got them young niggas still spinning
Feds on my trail, got a case still pending
Take it off my mind, flood my bitch with pendants
At my grandma grave talking how I be here in a minute, got grandaddy real estate
Bought sis the AMG, know you seen I copped that Bentley
Kendell got a Hellcat, mom got a Trackhawk with the red seats in it
You ain't gotta worry 'bout me sincerely

I'm alright, don't worry, don't cry
It ain't nothing that no one could do to save my life
Ma, just know I'm your flying angel if I leave through the night
And I ain't scared

Post, "I wanna kill myself," they bring me down
And they think I'm sad
When they think I'm hurt when I just wanna be left alone
Ain't worried 'bout niggas
I'm that nigga in this bitch, been standing tall
She wanna be with me, but I can't, might be the reason that I fall
Titanic watch, I cannot sink
They watch my bank, they want it gone
I'm in the Northside and I ain't got my vest on
Feeling like my close friends ain't on the same thing I'm on
Plenty times they came and tried to kill me, it don't take that long

I'm alright
I wanna see another vision
All I picture, in that stolo spinning
They want me down, I can't shake this feeling

I Don't Care "Go To Sleep Mad" Ha Ha lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Alright, alright my, this is, one more time haha
This is the Hunger Games
We back to the dimension of the unanswered motives
I am the motive (Fuck these people think of me)
How can you control me? you can't control me
I do what I want, you don't tell me what to do (Fuck you)
I don't even like to fuckin' hear nothin'
No one voice, I just, peace and quiet, peace and quiet my friend
Or would you like to not be considered a friend? (Ha)
I get the choice, you know

Hey 'Trell, why the fuck are you so careless?
Niggas they scared of me, bad bitches beggin' me
The rappers thinkin' they ahead of me
Feds want to bury me, they don't like I'm too competetive
Life of sin, ain't nothin' wrong, I am not scared of them
I come from the block
Police they tryna stop the car, I hop and run wit' the Glock
I can do whatever I want because I am who I'm are
Leave niggas dead, my momma know that I dismantled them boys
I had to leave my girl, wasn't ready, she was lovin' too hard
Mentally scarred, I can see the darkness in stars
Head full of scars, I say that they took it too far
The topic of news, but I don't give a fuck 'bout these fools
I followed the law, but they the one who breakin' the rules

Oh, we are not allowed too?
Oh, you the only one that's allowed too? (Huh)
Some of them wants to use you
Some of them wants to be used by you
Kentrell they just wants to kill you
They just want to see you lose (Haha, yeah)
Some of them wants to use you (Oh, oh)
Some of them wants to be used by you

Dead friends, notice that's all that I got
I call it scared ends, scared to spend that money, why not
Probably didn't notice that Jay-Z didn't invent the Hard Knock
I think that I should just stop

Some of them wants to use you
Some of them wants to be used by you
Kentrell they just wants to kill you
They just want to see you lose
Some of them wants to use you
Some of them wants to be used by you
Kentrell they just wants to kill you
They just want to see you lose
Some of them wants to use you
Some of them wants to be used by you
Kentrell they just wants to kill you
They just want to see you lose

I Don't Talk lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Vade on the keys

I don't talk to my girl friends, and my girl friends don't talk to me
Rap game with a bad name, a platinum album, and a North degree
Fuck what happened, you a woman, you don't speak, oh, nah, nah
Remove the hood, I think they wanna hear from me, oh, nah, nah
Get too close, get smoked like purple, bitch, this that murder shit
YoungBoy pull up, that's when murder hit, know they heard of this
Kelly and a Birkin bag even though the bitch still do me bad
Slept at papa house, begged my baby mama, I was on my ass

They talk down on my name, on my face, they brought shame
Blackballed me from up out the game, bitch, stripped me out the fame
I ain't get a thing but a laugh when I told my pain
"Oh, that's hilarious, thug?"
Do dirty work with illegal guns, that's what I was in the parish for
Make sure that my children travel, I ain't happy how they perished us
Crime inside the same hood with no options, but they cherished us
Can't be out here flippin' patties, what make you think them hoes gon' fuck with us?
What the fuck you think so lavish? Through my whole career, been doped up
Playin' limbo with that gunfire
Mama say I was her worst child
Daddy lost his soul inside a trial, that's fifty-five, one long ride
Tell Mike Caren I thank him for that phone call, I'm on now
If that's my girl, I ain't fuckin' on her friend inside my home, uh

I don't talk to my girl friends, and my girl friends don't talk to me
Rap game with a bad name, a platinum album, and a North degree
Fuck what happened, you a woman, you don't speak, oh, nah, nah
Remove the hood, I think they wanna hear from me, oh, nah, nah
Get too close, get smoked like purple, bitch, this that murder shit
YoungBoy pull up, that's when murder hit, know they heard of this
Kelly and a Birkin bag even though the bitch still do me bad
Slept at papa house, begged my baby mama, I was on my ass

Tired, you confused, you need to take some time off for to see
Who really love you, my friend? Got your best interests
Got your back and with you, thug 'til the end
Don't give no fuck if you kin
I need my phone call, guard go to trippin', tryna slam me down
I'm with Kaylyn and with Herm inside the car, them hitters ran me down
Phone ring, it's K, pick up my phone, "KD just got gunned down"
Bub bussin' back, but what 'bout my lil' brother?
Montana son was 'round
She don't love a nigga, she a snake, huh? Her mama taught her that
"You free to fuck 'round if I don't know about it"
Who the fuck done thought of that?
I'm a gangster, I hang up on your mammy, bitch, no, I ain't callin' back
I'm a ranger, in that Nawf, it's danger, my family stoppin' that
Talk to my brother violent, but Herm got him clapped, and I cop that
Ain't takin' care of her body, she skinny as the fuck, her parents fat
She stressin', wildin' about her old man, he done took her income tax
Know how she feel, I threw her somethin', I watched niggas do my mama that
He choked her, slam her, kicked on her, spit on her and made her spinal crack
He caught her talkin' to her ex, she tried to lie, he knew it's cap
But shawty was lovin' brodie ass and everybody know that that's a fact
Later OD'd from off a dose, it was as strong as nightcap

Say Phat Baby
Hello?
Run that shit
Run that shit?
Run that shit
Let me see, let me see, let me see, let me see
Hahaha, nah, just go off, just go
I told Ten, man, fuck them niggas
I want 'em all, been bringin' pressure all my life, it ain't no sense in calmin' down
If Top ain't feelin' your demeanor, bet I make you move around
Big ass gat under my arm, bitch, I'll make your mama fall
I'm out that bottom, and I'm out that wall
To be exact, behind that feining store, where they smoke mojo and they servin' packs
[?] always told me, "I'ma kill you if you ever rat"
They blocked the entrance off, so I say, "Fuck it," fall in through the back
4KTrey, nobody safe, and I gotta die this way
When we in the city, all them niggas do is hibernatin'
Talk to Monique, she told me, "PhatBlack, hit your knees and pray"
The lawyers say, "They want the R.I.C.O.," that's another case

I Need To Know lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

(BJ on one)
(We love you Heavy)
Mhm-mhm, look, huh

My music so ruthless, just move me, let's end the night with wine
My life, it ain't perfect, they use me, this happens every time
No patience, I'm pacin', they hatin', my life been on the line
I got three shawties, I'm stickin' it, and I'm doin' fine (D-Roc)
Huh, very well, put that cutter on your brother, bitch, don't you go kiss and tell
Saw that I ain't have shit for sale, that's when I seen they tricks reveal
Shawty always fake as Hell, uh uh, lil' bitch, don't come in here (Oh, no)
I give her no dope, but shawty in here movin' slow
I don't give no fuck if I'm in court, I keep my pockets filled with rolls
Long road, but I know which fuckin' way to go
Next time around, I knock you off, now, don't you try this shit no more
I been puttin' up with these hoes, and I'm fed up and I'm so tired
Lil muslim in my home, and I think that we got soul ties
Catch these pussy niggas, get they issue, that ain't no lie
Kill one that's important, and I sit back, watch all you bitches cry
I don't switch my shoes, this bitch so high, my engine make it glide
I break all the rules, don't pick and choose, get blues the day you try
Mama, I'm a fool, and all this money do not help it out
Mama, I'm so cruel, and so on point, no, I won't come around
Bitch, tie up yo' shoes, take off one, watch how I gun you down
Now, get back up
Told youngin keep his .30 tucked
Lift him up, they bring me down
Wit' outsiders, don't fuck around, majority of 'em don't fuck with us

Sometimes, I wonder, "Who love me?" 'Cause I gotta know
Sometimes, I need you here for me, it's hard for me to cope
And it's a thug nigga story, and it's a million told
Niggas plannin' on thuggin' me
'Cause I need to know where my Codeine
'Cause I'm caught up movin' slow in my own dream
And I'm caught up with this ho that don't love me
I might as well go and die in my sleep

I might as well go and buy a new Audi (Oh)
I might as well just sit and cry, cause ain't nobody around
I might as well pour a five in the sixteen
No sleep, drink the whole thing, whole thing 'til I'm gone
She so wrong, know she ain't never move on
And she know she belong in here with a thug nigga
Ain't got no time for sneakin' 'round, I be tryna thug with her
She just don't wanna confess the fact she don't need me
Behind my back, she schemin'

Sometimes, I wonder, "Who love me?" 'Cause I gotta know
Sometimes, I need you here for me, it's hard for me to cope
And it's a thug nigga story, and it's a million told
Niggas plannin' on thuggin' me
'Cause I need to know where my Codeine
'Cause I'm caught up movin' slow in my own dream
And I'm caught up with this ho that don't love me
I might as well go and die in my sleep

IN N OUT lyrics - Susie B & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Susie B:]
I need to put y'all on a lil' game
'Cause I don't know, nobody ain't taught y'all no better? Or, what?
Huh, but come hear me out, though, learn a lil' somethin', take notes

Niggas duckin' P
Come and meet a bitch like me
Let you fuck me like you love me, but don't give a fuck if you leave
I ain't blowin' up your phone 'cause I don't need you callin' me
I like my nigga in a house and leave the streets to the meet

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
Bitch, I'm Big YB, this a new AP
You can take this dick then choose to leave
I'ma fuck you good, I'ma treat you good
Do one more thing, get raked like leaves (Wow)
I flood yo' chain, I ain't even they daddy, bitch
Don't even tell me, "Please" (Why?)
Hit yo' niggas like I'm Jesus, bitch, c'mon worship me

[Susie B:]
I be in and be out quick like a burglary
I already know the game, can't no nigga play me
He ask can he see me, I say, "Yeah," on IG (Ha-ha)
Treat these niggas real bad, bitch, you ain't [?]
Bitches go for anything, that's why these niggas hate me
I wear these pants like I'm the man, in the bikini gettin' a tan
Shakin' my ass, these bitches throwin' back
Outside, bitch I don't need no man
Turnin' all these niggas to fans
Drop a pic', and he like, "Damn"
Where you at? So, it can go down
I catch one of 'em back in town, givin' niggas the run-around
Tryna take me to pound town
Get me to LA downtown
Let me see you bust down on pounds
Take me to go shop around
Tell me you don't care what amount
Y'all hoes be stuck in the house

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
Uh, bitch, come turn me to a munch
Put that pussy on my tongue
Bitch, I'm hungry, I need lunch
Bitch, I shine, I already hate the sun
What the fuck with these niggas, pussy ain't richer than my son
What the fuck with these bitches, lame ass-ho ain't talk 'bout nothin'
"Frrt," there go them switches, now, you bitches get to runnin'
You gon' lose yo' lungs you fuckin' 'round
You buck one time, on top my game

[Susie B:]
Niggas duckin' P
Come and meet a bitch like me
Let you fuck me like you love me, but don't give a fuck if you leave
I ain't blowin' up your phone 'cause I don't need you callin' me
I like my nigga in a house and leave the streets to the meet

Might be outside with a scammer smokin' Za, that's rapper weed
You probably catch me in the studio, bae, droppin' a verse with me
Help him bust a couple plays, he done bought a purse for me
Take care of me like I'm his daughter, puttin' nobody first but me

Favorite rapper done flew me out, just to kick up on a mountain
That happened to how many of y'all? Exactly, y'all bitches ain't raw
Just be runnin' your Goddamn mouth
Just be heated thinkin' 'bout, at least make a nigga invest in y'all
You should wanna be your own boss, bitch just wanna name and call
Real hustler, I was raised in the South
I'ma get that money, no doubt
They don't need a handout, but, he know what I'm about
He gon' have to cash out, go and put on red sauce
Oh, niggas want me bad, now
And, y'all could never come back 'round

Niggas duckin' P
Come and meet a bitch like me
Let you fuck me like you love me, but don't give a fuck if you leave
I ain't blowin' up your phone 'cause I don't need you callin' me
I like my nigga in a house and leave the streets to the meet

Might be outside with a scammer smokin' Za, that's rapper weed
You probably catch me in the studio, bae, droppin' a verse with me
Help him bust a couple plays, he done bought a purse for me
Take care of me like I'm his daughter, puttin' nobody first but me

I be in, and I be out

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It Ain't Over (Interlude) lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the fucking track)
My name Kentrell "Top" Gaulden

It ain't over (It ain't over), 'til I say we done ('Til I say we done)
I say that my money, my pain, it don't make me no better
They know you're the one

Turnin' it on one, I smoke two for my ten for my night (Gone)
Makin' sure these niggas that count up all these M's, that's what I'm on
I got death inside my styrofoam (My styrofoam)
I pour numbers inside my cup and get the dial tone
But I can't snooze long

Chasin' money, I ain't chasin' your bullshit
I'ma take the steppin' to a whole 'nother level
I can tell you I ain't the one you wan' do
You done ran off, buy a whole 'nother Bezel
We ain't never makin' up, you done ruined it
Still reminiscin' what you told me
Coverin' up my feelings with the codeine
Send the collect calls from the North please

And I say it ain't over, 'til I say we done
Tell 'em pull up, they know I ain't never run (They know I ain't never run)
They know I ain't scared of them
Sayin' don't fall for my problems
Safe prayers for all my partners and 'dem
I'm gon' go buy beaucoup choppers
Play fairs for the take care

It ain't over, 'til I say we done ('Til I say we done)
I say that my money, my pain, it don't make me no better
They know you're the one (They know you're the one)

And I say it ain't over 'til I say we done (I say we done)
I'm tryna take it to ten
Do whatever that it take for the win
I'm gon' take the fall for my problems
Safe prayers for all my partners and 'dem
They locked in the pen
Every day, I get up, get it in
Turn it up, one knots for ten

Turnin' it on one, I smoke two for my ten for my night (Gone)
Makin' sure these niggas that count up all these M's, that's what I'm on
I got death inside my styrofoam (My styrofoam)
I pour numbers inside my cup and get the dial tone (The dial tone)
But I can't snooze long

Chasin' money, I ain't chasin' your bullshit
I'ma take the steppin' to a whole 'nother level
I can tell you I ain't the one you wan' do
You done ran off, buy a whole 'nother Bezel
We ain't never makin' up, you done ruined it
Still reminscin' what you told me
Coverin' up my feelings with the codeine
Send the collect calls from the North please

It ain't over, 'til I say we done
I say that my money, my pain, it don't make me no better
They know you're the one

And I say it ain't over 'til I say we done
I'm tryna take it to ten
Do whatever that it take for the win
I'm gon' take the fall for my problems
Safe prayers for all my partners and 'dem
They locked in the pen
Every day, I get up, get it in
Turn it up, one knots for ten

Kick Yo Door lyrics - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Dubba-AA flexin'
Louie Bandz made another one
Oh 'cmon
4KTrey (Uh, ayy I'm straight out that north)
Ayy, free DDawg (Bitch)
You know what it is with me, nigga
Ain't nobody safe, we gon' die today (Ayy)
Northside, 38, we put guns to the face
Slime

Bow, bitch, kick yo' door, uh
Meechie, find they stash spot
Make 'em hit the floor, uh
I say hold yo' hands high, don't make me let it blow (Gang)
This ain't the time for games now, bitch, I'ma wipe your nose (Slatt, on slime, nigga, uh, uh)
Bow, hit the ground, bitch
Please don't make no sound, bitch
We came here for the pounds
Show me where the money 'fore yo' head I leave some rounds in (Agh)
This shit could go straight or I could leave here with yo' head split
Bitch (Uh)

And don't say shit ain't up in here, I know that ain't right (That ain't right)
Bitch, we smelt you cookin' dope up here the other night (Other night)
I'm startin' to think that you a smoker, why you got a pipe? (Got a pipe)
You make a move and I'ma bat you with this fuckin' pipe, bitch (Lil' boy)
38, straight connivin', nigga breakin' in yo' shit
Go ask a real nigga 'bout me, these niggas can't play me like no bitch (Uh-uh)
Play with me, you must want death, I tell my shooter make a wish (On my mama, what up?)
Back to this, I'm here for that, now, nigga, come up off yo' shit

Bow, bitch, kick yo' door, uh
Meechie, find they stash spot
Make 'em hit the floor, uh
I say hold yo' hands high, don't make me let it blow (Gang)
This ain't the time for games now, bitch, I'ma wipe your nose (Slatt, on slime, nigga, uh, uh)
Bow, hit the ground, bitch
Please don't make no sound, bitch
We came here for the pounds
Show me where the money 'fore yo' head I leave some rounds in (Agh)
This shit could go straight or I could leave here with 'yo head split
Bitch

Hold on, red bitch
Tote a green flag, she bang 4KTrey
Dirty bitches, talkin' groupie bitches, always in my face
Bloody niggas, he got plenty bodies, caught another case
Nobody safe and all he wanna know is who gon' die today (Blat!)
Wet that nigga up in traffic, he got road rage
Slime, he just wiped a nigga nose for a whole thing
He on probation and he thuggin', fuck what people think
Said he gon' buy his bro a cutlass with some candy paint
Get that money, nigga

Bow, uh, bitch, kick yo' door, uh
Meechie, find they stash spot
Make 'em hit the floor, uh
I say hold yo' hands high, don't make me let it blow (Gang)
This ain't the time for games now, bitch, I'ma wipe your nose (Slatt, on slime, nigga, uh, uh)
Bow, hit the ground, bitch
Please don't make no sound, bitch
We came here for the pounds
Show me where the money 'fore yo' head I leave some rounds in (Agh)
This shit could go straight or I could leave here with yo' head split
Bitch

Kill My Dawg lyrics - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Scottie Pippen, I run with that rock like John Wall
Fuck the system I done did time sittin' behind that wall
Niggas fake, think they plottin' on me, I'ma kill 'em all
2Pac, forgive me if my nigga play then I'ma kill my dawg
Thug life, bandanna on the clip like roober talk
Wild life, from cross the track I know you know them boys
Might die tonight, so I ride round clutchin' on my rod
That soldier life, this for them niggas sittin' behind them bars
Know niggas wanna stretch me, I need God to help me
Forever steppin' livin reckless 18 and a felon
Want you for to come test me, I heard these niggas tellin'
Pray to the devil Lord forgive me if I gotta stretch 'em
Know there's some blood in the air all day I smell it
Preach to them yungins in the ghetto like I be the reverend
Mr. Walk Like Jordan, R.I.P the yungin' I'ma send a message
I'ma kill his boy, then tell his partner that that's just a reference
Demons out at night, you want your life better keep a gun
Steppin' wrong or right you pay the price comin' where I'm from
Bitch it's me or you that's on my soul I'll never run
We make 'em shed blood and tears when it's all done
Load up with them K's hop out and spray, screaming out "why Dave?"
Ain't no turning back this what it is, Lil Boo up in the grave
Play and you get killed that's on my momma speakin' on my name
Bitch I'm bout that drama if it's a problem I'ma bust his brain
I heard these niggas want it, killed him he just wanted money
Kobe thought it was funny, whooped him me and my lil homies
Say I wouldn't amount to nothing, bitch I came up on sumn, they ain't won't give me nun
I'm rich and I'm forever stuntin'
Reach and try to take what I done earned I'm takin' off yo arm
Bitch you must ain't heard these bullets burn, nigga you been warned
Do anything for fame, say lil nigga you better learn to wait yo turn
Put you on the news and I hope that shit there make you learn
BRPD tryna connect me on some bodies
Gang violence, racketeering forever bitch I'm never stoppin'
You got me bent, they got me fucked up if you think I ain't gon' pop it
Love or lust bitch that's a must if you play round with my partner
For that money yungin' willing for to step on whoever
He feelin' like God ain't been answerin' so he pray to the
He moving wrong but he really thinkin' that he too clever
Meechie took 40yrs cause he strangled descendants
You can't win for losing in this street life, clutch on yo burner all that night don't think bout losing yo life
This life I'm living death or jail, man I swear it ain't right
Change up on you take yo money, I can say that I might

Late To Da Party lyrics - Lil Nas X & NBA YoungBoy

Yeah, fuck BET (Yeah), fuck BET (Yeah), fuck BET
Yeah, fuck BET (They know it), yeah (They know it)
Yeah, ayy (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
Yeah

Lick it all up (Mhm, mm)
Slurp it (Mhm, ah), make it sloppy (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Look at how I top shit, bitch
I just put like three up in the top ten
And I don't need nobody, I just need these CCs on my body
Everything I do, bitch, right or wrong, gon' make a profit
Read about it
I don't even got to sing about it ('Bout it)
I wake up with the money that you niggas dream about (Uh)

She's all on my line, uh, she's all on my side, yeah
They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah
She's all on my line, uh, she's all on my side, yeah (Ayy)
They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah

Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me, 'cause, bitch, I can't be late to the party, yeah
And you know we got a

Hundred (Grr) inside this bitch, a hundred sticks
A hundred bitches with a hundred thousand on my wrist, yeah
Baddy in my bed and she plan on drivin' me (Ah)
Demons in my head, I can't stop them all from rottin' me
She want me to buy her some CC
She wanna eat and I hope that she don't bite, nah
She on her knees, and she way in shape, right now
With her friend on friend, now she gon' fight now
These people they know not to try me
I get in that mode and collect me a body
I'm up in New York like I'm Gotti
I'm ridin' the shorty like new Kawasakis

She's all on my line, uh, she's all on my side, yeah
They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah
She's all on my line, uh, she's all on my side, yeah
They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah

Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me, 'cause, bitch, I can't be late to the party, yeah
Yeah, you know we got a

Hmm, get it (Let's get it)
Window double tinted (Ayy-ayy, yeah)
Face sittin' pretty, you bitches wouldn't get it, uh (Yeah)
I'm at Met Gala in Versace in the city (Uh)
Farted on these niggas (Pfft), oops, I think I shitted

He wan' x 'em like in the system
One hunnid per perform, so I gotta book 'em
She say Chanel bad, plus I'm gon' flood her ears with boogers
They know not to try me, they know for a fact that I got it
On my hip and blue hundreds inside of my pocket
Mercedes Benz with the brightest skin body
I shift it, I hit it, take of like a rocket (Vroom)
Long as she don't tell nobody, I'm gon' caress her whole body (Uh)
Know I'm ready as soon as she cum (Uh)
I lick it as soon as I'm done (Yeah)
Don't wan' be late for the party (Mmm, ah, ah)
You know I turn up, they can't never turn me down

Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me, 'cause bitch I can't be late to the party, yeah
And you know we got a—

Yeah, fuck BET (Yeah), fuck BET (Yeah), fuck BET
Yeah, fuck BET (They know it), yeah, yeah (They know it), ayy, yeah

Letter 2 Kodak lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Stars in the sky look like thunder
You want for somethin', don't know yourself
You'll dreams'll come back to haunt ya
Pain pills bring you low, but say you scared to go under
If you got knowledge you know that you can't fix your pain with money
Oh, I'm so scared to die young (Yeah)

Devil take this to my heart, I just attach it, yeah
Acrobatics, seven numbers, I just fax it, yeah
Vision clear now, I can see now, yeah
Let go of that drink, so I can clean out, yeah
A speech involvin' the comparison (Comparison)
Paranormal actions (Yeah-eah)
Humble myself, can't let that money make me arrogant (Woo)
Can't let that money, ho, live for ransom
Embarrassin' moments you should learn from
Accept the choice whenever time comes
When it come with three, you just subtract one (Yeah, yeah)
My heart in pieces now, what to do? I don't know
Hurt you time after time, figure that I should just go
I've been throwin' up threes now, figured I should throw up four
I'ma head home now, I don't wanna hurt your soul

My heart divided, I can't lie, I love 'em both
I gotta choose one, gotta let go another rose
I told my girl, "Enemies, you keep 'em close"
It's a cold world, make sure you put on your coat
I been in it for so long but still can't get it right
Follow my heart, I'll never let no one control my life
Kodak locked up and I miss him so I'ma send a kite
Jeopardizin' blessings, I don't know why I still tote my pain
Get full of drugs to put my life inside my rhymes
Fell off the ladder, got back up again, I climbed
Can't trust nobody, betrayed time after time
I'm movin' on, it's okay, I'll be fine

Devil take this to my heart, I just attach it, yeah
Acrobatics, seven numbers, I just fax it, yeah
Vision clear now, I can see now, yeah
Let go of that drink, so I can clean out, yeah
A speech involvin' the comparison (Comparison)
Paranormal actions (Yeah-eah)
Humble myself, can't let that money make me arrogant (Let's go)
Can't let that money, ho, live for ransom
Embarrassin' moments you should learn from (You should learn from)
Accept the choice whenever time comes (Every time come)
When it come with three, you just subtract one (Subtract one)
My heart in pieces now, what to do? I don't know
Hurt you time after time, figure that I should just go
I've been throwin' up threes now, figure I should throw up four
I'ma head home now, I don't wanna hurt your soul

Startin' to think shit, I just run (I just run)
I'm too scared to say I'm done (I'm done, done)
Never embarrassed, I just learn (Learn, learn)
Can't rush the greatness, wait your turn (Run, run)
Yeah, slatt

Letter To Big Dump lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Jake Angel on the track
Oh, Desmond
Oh, Dump, oh, my friend
Ooh, ooh, yeah-eah-eah
Ooh, ooh, la-la-la, la, la, la
Ooh, ooh, I tried, I tried, I tried

Lil' sister left me and I ain't been the same
I still see my daddy hidin' somethin' from me, and I think it's pain
I thought this money would change everything, and it did
I don't know who I'm is, I don't see my kids
I lost my friends, I need you now
I, I'ma tell you now that I got my back against the wall
But I'm not fucked up, I just need to watch 'em all
I clench my fist, I know they see my flaws
Oh, each of them, I love all
But they not real, they not here for me, my nigga, huh
I put my gun down, I cry every night for the ones laid down
I sit and I view, lookin' down in my town
How the fuck he gon' treat me like I ain't his son neither?
Why the fuck she gon' treat me this way behind a bitch and I showed from the start I'd never leave her?
Look inside my eyes, I know they seen evil
But I been this way since I was a child and I feel I'm the one who deserve to leave here
I had a conversation with the man who contracted your life to be gone
I hope you see my progress and glad I'm movin' on, I'm grown
I got a beautiful family up inside my home
I see the whole city bashin' me
But, when they had the chance to play with me
Ain't neither one of 'em, drop they nuts to see that I'm gon' make 'em bleed
I bleed, big Bs
That's me, I ain't changin' for no one, nah
I ain't get the chance to see Ten daughter and it's fuckin' with me, slime
Her daddy out there thuggin' and I'm gon' be the one have to hold her down
My BaBa, I apologize
I think about how this all gone wrong and then I cry, my nigga
I'm a real Christian, I think of you, and I issue Allah
I say, "Amen," but all for you, I learned ashe
They think I'm crazy from all this pain runnin' deep through me
All the hurtful things, I just sit 'round and play like I don't see
Give up all these things for to feel my grandma kiss on me
Broke down and I cried, ran to the bathroom, Jaz followed behind
She had to hold me and tell me, "Everything gon' be fine"
Oh, I'm slime, I pray for Thug askin' God one more time
If you ain't had once, we all deserve a second chance to shine
Motherfuck that jury, I send a million dollars right now to shine
That's if you need me, 'cause I know one day, I'ma need you, nigga
If you ain't supporting anything that I'm on you don't need me, nigga
He went on live, I heard his son say he smokin' on Top, huh?
That's fucked up, you mad I speak my mind and you my fuckin' Five

Fire, I adapted and it don't burn
I'm havin' plans on goin' higher
Spread my wings, fly away on my own
I told 'em that I would be so real
Searchin' the skies all for my friends
I'm tryna find a way on your end
Promisin' you I'd never leave again
Never left me, nah, you never left me, nah

And I ain't missin' you now, I know you see me smile
I'm in this big-ass house, limited love, I need all
Got off of drugs, I'm strong, no, they ain't feelin' me now
I wan' take the long road
And I don't care, I'm not scared of anything that I run into
The long road, long as you there
They ain't ever been able to fuck with us, I know we good
No, they don't know me good
Try to find another that go about it like me, they'll never do it
Ridin' through my section, everyone property, I done been through it
Whoever truly proud of me, I just tell 'em all, "We could all do it"
Bub, that my daddy brother, that my uncle and I hold it down for 'em
And even when I call he ain't gon' come, but shit, I'ma go to war for him
Tell my enemies, "My soul strong, I don't need to bear arms"
Please leave me 'lone 'cause if you fuck up, then I'ma have to touch you one
Nigga, I'm on one, no, fuck that, nigga, I'm on a million
Savin' all these millions for my children, it's time I help civilians
Before they get caught up in all these killings, I know you know this serious
Givin' all this shit back to my city and they system plannin' to kill me, it's a dirty world
Daddy steady textin' me, I don't wanna talk, my nigga
Gave you the world, I even gave it to the ones spit me out, my nigga, and you still don't hit me
I seen you run off when you down, my tears soundin' like a fountain
Ain't even from upstairs, know my daughter hear it
Tell my judge, "Just let me take some flowers to my grandma grave one more time"
And I won't give my time to y'all, I say, "Not one more time"
My light not dim, they shut it off, but again, I'm gon' shine
A man before anything, who the fuck is I? Lil Top

Fire, I adapted and it don't burn
I'm havin' plans on goin' higher
Spread my wings, fly away on my own
I told 'em that I would be so real
Searchin' the skies all for my friends
I'm tryna find a way on your end
Promisin' you I'd never leave again
Never left me, nah

Oh, ooh, oh, man
You never left me, nah
You ain't ever leave me, nigga
I had to sit here, and, I had to sit here and tell myself that
I don't take nothin' personal, man
You wouldn't believe the people I been havin' conversations with
I feel good about myself, I feel good, bro, it's crazy
I'm over here, I'm gettin' myself together, Dump
I'm startin' to see the real, nigga, I'm too real
I'm holdin' it down, man, I know, I know for a fact, you proud
You all the meaningful things, and, that's where you at right now, my nigga
So I know you know it's a bigger side of life, you heard me?
I'm still tryna get my friends on, what I say?
The ones who I thought was my friends, thought was my friends
I'm tryna get them to see I never turned my back on you, nigga
I'll forever go, I-I'm on anything you on, my nigga, long as it's the right thing, you heard me?
I got a family now, I wish you could see my daughters, Dump
You hear me? My Mumu, her name Love, I got Klemenza too, and I got seven others
It's a beautiful lifestyle, my nigga, it's a beautiful one
And no matter what, I don't wanna lose this for nothin', you hear me?
But I'll lose it for the ones that love me
I still ain't get put in no family pictures yet, my nigga
I think I gotta, I think I been livin' in a false, in a false tale, or some shit
In a life that ain't real, you hear me?
But I got to understand, though, it's a lot I gotta understand
I still got a lot of more growin' to do
Ayy, I know she listenin', but, man, ayy tell my grandmother, "I did it"
I did it, nigga, you hear me?
In a, in a minute, I'ma come back and take care of your family the right way, you hear me?
Shoutout BandMan, that my lil' nigga, man
Shoutout Birdman, my nigga Jeezy
I already got ChoppaBoy straight
Quincy comin' home in a minute, man
Ayy, this shit get gangster, nigga, this shit so gangster
I had to learn it ain't worth it
But you know which one I'm workin', I'm workin' one from behind scenes, you hear me?
I had to tell 'em, "This money ain't purple, it ain't green, nigga, these all blues"
Haha, let's see if they catch that, let's see if it go over their head, nigga
This money all blue, nigga, you hear me?
Down South, the sky orange, up here, the late-night sky blue
Hold it down up there, man
I'll be headed your way soon
Flyin' like a eagle, nigga searchin' for ya, and I ain't gon' stop until I find ya
Sincerely, your lil' brother, Top
Go holler at lil' sis' for me, man
Tell her, "It's all good," my nigga, it's good

Like A Jungle (Out Numbered) lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

This the product, nigga, huh
This the product that been dished out from all the things and scenes
You hear me? You gotta hear me clear, all the things and scenes, everything ain't what it seems, nigga
And this the product that they gave back to you, for you to get the remedy of the game
You need the remedy to make it out
This for, this for OG Bossalinie (Believe that)
Tell 'em free him

Look, I'm a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
Look, I'm a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered

All these things make a real nigga turn strange, been through it all, he stayed the same
Seventeen, gone up the road strapped down with chains
Long nights, I spent alone, hot made me colder
Killers tryna play me closer, family tryna fuck me over
They gon' lock me up, I beat 'em once
Gotta get away, tryna beat 'em two times
Head bad right now, tryna shake 'em while they play with my time
They don't know the truth, gettin' in the booth, see, I could make 'em resign
Clear me as a troop, last name Gaulden, it was my last-born child
The fuck I'm 'posed to do tryna make it through where my daddy burden is?
Had to fight inside the can, I'll fight ya too if you make me nervous
Came and got this from my nigga, I'ma toot this tool while this shit look dirty
Your next cell gon' find ya ass murdered
OG, right now, I'm battlin' with some shit with a bitch who I been with since I was a child
She a fan of most of my opps, it seemin' wild
'Fore I kick this second verse, I'ma dissect everything I got sittin' in a pile
Just know I'm with you, you on a compound, I'm in a mansion feelin' chained right now

Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered

I'm smokin' chemicals back-to-back, this shit gettin' critical with a strap
I'm tryna keep my head on track, they tryna knock it from off the map
I needed P for just some game, he wanted to charge me, that shit cap
I can put on Bossalinie and get all the game I need from out the trap
I ain't no rat, that's disrespect, these pussy bitches tried to set traps
They don't wanna see me ball, dawg, they did you that
I got a problem, I'm on drugs 'cause I'm hurtin', but they gon' lock me up 'cause I'm dirty
What type of fuckin' justice system is that?
You ain't gotta deceive a man that's curious, just look and sit back
The industry don't know this serious, I wasn't raised like that
From the Magnolia to the methenamine, all the way back 'cross the track
Inside my cell, me and my dawg got hooked on food, should I sue for that?
I ain't no fool, I break the rules, now tell 'em bitches, "Build 'em back"
Don't approach me with no tool, it ain't no screws inside my hat

Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered

This Top, nigga
Waan (Oh)
What you on, bruh?
I was sittin' here thinkin' 'bout you nigga
Heart of a solider, you hear me?
You know, everything like a jungle, we gotta keep from going under
These niggas- these bitches don't know the meaning of truth no more, bro
I swear to God
I honestly feel it in my heart, thug
This game water-whipped than a motherfucker
Huh, but you already know me, though, you hear me? You already know the lil' homie
I'm gettin' my head bad than a motherfucker right now, you heard me? Ha
I'm feelin' like I'm outnumbered, OG
You heard me? Real big dawg shit, it's all good though
Yeah, nigga- nigga weighin' 'bout a hundred pounds right now, but I still could handle that choppa, I'd shoot a hundred rounds at all them clowns, believe that
You know it
I'm still duckin', I'm still runnin' from the system, nigga, I know you heard that I came out on top once
I'm still fightin' man, I gotta get 'em one more time, Five
I'm holdin' on though, nigga
You already know I'm holdin' up longer than a bridge
I know you doin' the same
Believe that

Litty lyrics - NBA YoungBoy (feat. Rich The Kid)

[NBA Youngboy:]
We party, we smoking, we breaking the rules
We turnt up, won't turn down, like ain't nothing to do
We rock out, we boot up, we litty like ohhh-ya
Yeah, vibe out, we have fun, I'm up in my mood
On my level, I'm so high, I'm way on the moon
Outside to my ride, me and you can move, yeah

I ain't never been to a party like this before
Bad hoes all on the stairs and the floor
Boomer steady telling me to choose, I don't even know
Cause I don't planning on leaving any time soon
I don't wanna drink baby girl, I just wanna smoke, yeah
To tell the truth, really I just wanna get you home
Oh, don't mind me, you could keep doing what you're doing
You could steady just drink on your Petron
Why I throw up that gang and I scream for the band
All of my niggas say we going in
Sipping on lean, ain't drinking no gin
I'm tryna leave with you and your friend, yeah
Let's get up out of here, come out your band, yeah

We party, we smoking, we breaking the rules
We turnt up, won't turn down, like ain't nothing to do
We rock out, we boot up, we litty like ohhh-ya
Yeah, vibe out, we have fun, I'm up in my mood
On my level, I'm so high, I'm way on the moon
Outside to my ride, me and you can move, yeah

[Rich The Kid:]
I put that bitch on a pill
She on a molly for real
Bust down Rollie, no deal
Said the ass real, let me feel
Pop pint, where the Sprite? Where the lean at?
Bad bitch, break her back like a kit-kat
Fuck her hard, that's your bitch, squirt
Pinky ring, that's a vert
Freak ho, she'll swallow a bottle
Instagram don't make you a model
Only drinking on Bacardi
Red bitch and she suck me sloppy
Snuck in the club with a pocket rocket
Rich nigga and a new Bugatti
Flexing on her, bitches calling me papi
Diamonds on me, too much ice like hockey
Take a ho to a crib, make her party
Skateboard bitches make me gnarly
She wanna pop a lil pill
She wanna party for real
Rich nigga with a mil
I can show you how it feel
I'm a fuck her cause she wet, splash
Two phones, plug calling me back

[NBA Youngboy:]
We party, we smoking, we breaking the rules
We turnt up, won't turn down, like ain't nothing to do
We rock out, we boot up, we litty like ohhh-ya
Yeah, vibe out, we have fun, I'm up in my mood
On my level, I'm so high, I'm way on the moon
Outside to my ride, me and you can move, yeah

Live lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

Ayo, Ran, turn that up

Pour more, I got the endin'
'Cause she controlled half of the beginnin'
Yeah, I wan' win it, no, I ain't finished
She wanna jeopardize my whole way of livin'

Shawty fire, please don't let my whole life burn down
Infiltratin', tryna sabotage, no love, I want money, baby
Lotta shooters 'round the whole damn club
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', baby

Straight up out the Northside
Gotta keep a gun and lay low down
Fly, sittin' high like eagles, totin' on a nine
But she like my demeanor
Poppin' my shit when it come to me and them
Money, I'm Top and I got me a check, I gave one to my momma
Put on brand new Pateks and they straight out the box
Heat a jake up and call, and they barely in commas
My shooter on style, that's a Balmain shotta
Still in the streets, ain't find my way out it
Dealin' with these hoes, been indicted, up and cold
Steady blockin' by the scope, catch a opp, leave him out here
Put his body in the street, you better hit him in the dome
Million dollar nigga, life still on the phone
On the table got deals, but my thirty keep it goin'
Nigga hate Top but my money keep flowin'
Turn her up, got another nigga bitch goin'
Glock with some money and a pint up in the foreign
I'ma sip syrup 'til my whole life all gone
Spray the whole block when the night lights on
Rich ass nigga, prolly got big gun
Scary-ass nigga, better wait they turn
Grandma died, now the love all gone
You better think to it before your life get burned

Pour more, I got the endin'
'Cause she controlled half of the beginnin'
Yeah, I wan' win it, no, I ain't finished
She wanna jeopardize my whole way of livin'

Shawty fire, please don't let my whole life burn down
Infiltratin', tryna sabotage, no love, I want money, baby
Lotta shooters 'round the whole damn club
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', baby

She wan' be my girl, nah, I think she likin' my song
I gotta figure her out
Baby, why can't I just focus right now?
Baby, I just invite her for to come to my house

Pour more, I got the endin'
'Cause she controlled half of the beginnin'
Yeah, I wan' win it, no, I ain't finished
She wanna jeopardize my whole way of livin'

Pour more, I got the endin'
'Cause she controlled half of the beginnin'
Yeah, I wan' win it, no, I ain't finished
She wanna jeopardize my whole way of livin'

Live And Die lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Dubba-AA-Flex
Yessir, we know
Mook On The Beats
Time goes on baby (And you ain't never ever die, yeah)
And it won't be long baby
This is the sound

Killing that boy fucked my pass up to heaven, I can say it wasn't worth it
Yo' intentions been for to leave and I can say that's for certain
The day I die, that's my revenge from you hurtin' me
No back and forth won't play no get back life my life behind curtains
It'd be a lie if I said I ain't hurtin'
Or tell you all this pain ain't burning
Gave you everything you wanted
Still don't have to give me nothing
Just want you to tell the truth about me
When they talk like they was around or something
And put an all-white flower in my casket 'fore they put me under
I'm gone, you always knew I was strong baby, yeah
You ain't gotta say you wrong through the night, you just need to hold on baby
And get that money, fuck these niggas, I finesse 'em and run off on his ass
A nigga cross me that's a bet I don't wan' talk to his ass
Got 20 shots off in this Tec, I let it off on his ass
The one you thinking that I'm with, she say I'm moving to fast

How the fuck you think another nigga gon be real as I
You should remove what you don't like I'm keeping mine till I die
And I admit it in your eyes I was not built for the life
Never betray forever waiting won't let my head leave the sky
Get on my knees and I steady talk to God at night
Swear I'm so scarred, got nobody but this heat on my side
Coming home late but I know that I'm gon' leave one night
To the ones I loved cause I'm gon just know I never could die I'm too strong

You just remember that times goes on baby
Never wake up through the night saying that you wrong
You just need to hold on baby
We all make choice don't be scared just believe what is meant coming to us
Let go your past and be prepared for when that shit running to us
That said that shit we proved them right but I respect how we doing
You just remember through the night I pray all well how you doing

I plead my fifth, all through the night my dreams say mine that I blew it
I took it wrong though I was right so many dreams I done ruined
I know my grandma watching me saying self destruct what you doin'
Glock to yo head real quick it struck yo mind forever it's touring

How the fuck you think another nigga gon' be real as I
You should remove what you don't like I'm keepin' mine till I die
And I admit it in your eyes I was not built for the life
Never betraying, forever waiting won't let my head leave the sky
Get on my knees and I steady talk to God at night
Swear I'm so scarred, got nobody but this heat on my side
Coming home late but I know that I'm gon leave one night
To the ones I love cause I'm gon just know I never could die I'm too strong

You just remember that time goes on baby
Never wake up through the night saying that you wrong
You just need to hold on baby
We all make choice don't be scared just believe what is meant coming to us
Let go your past and be prepared for when that shit running to us (This is the sound)
That said that shit we proved them right but I respect how we doing
You just remember through the night I pray all well how you doing
You just remember that times goes on baby

I love you and just remember that It won't be long baby

Live On Da Edge lyrics - NBA YoungBoy (feat. Polo G)

(Cash Money AP)
[YoungBoy:]
I'm extremely calm
I'm extremely calm, uh uh

Smoking on the big pack bih got kick wasn't there (kick wasn't there, let's go)
Bitch throwing up the gang with a big flag she ain't even in (she ain't even in)
All nigga get back all where ya bitch at shooting out the Benz (shooting out the Benz)
Just got money from a big check, I ain't even spend that, I ain't even worrying (I ain't even worrying)
And he wanna be like them boys who shining so hard them niggas be killing shit (huh)
And he wanna be like them hoes he leaving them jokes them niggas ain't seeing it (nah)
This shit that I'm speaking, so up, and these niggas, ain't upping these niggas, ain't hearing me (nah)
Everybody around me they live on da edge, I ain't trusting nobody so kill me now (now)

Hold up, everybody with a nigga frozed up
Big 4 5 nigga bros up (huh slat)
You can't never put a g down real nigga never put a hoe up (nah uh uh)
Up the tec everybody lay down if a nigga play around like he know us
Feel like Michael forever in charge
Every day I go hard he get hit with that rod
Beat that boy that's on god (let's go)
I told that bitch I don't really talk hardly
When we dropped her off she ain't really say much she just said she will call me, yeah
Quarter pound of purp with a bag of xanax yeah that's all me (yeah)
I'm a real street nigga I want all my dough
Short me we going leave a nigga dead
I remember what they said
And it never left my head
And it never cross my mind
When I leave a nigga sled (aye leave him slump)
And these diamonds got me shining in a hellcat nigga in the dopest vest
Heard you speaking then come now I can't even know what's hap slime (I been that)

Smoking on the big pack bih got kick wasn't there (kick wasn't there, let's go)
Bitch throwing up the gang with a big flag she ain't even in (she ain't even in)
All nigga get back all where ya bitch at shooting out the Benz (shooting out the Benz)
Just got money from a big check, I ain't even spend that, I ain't even worrying (I ain't even worrying)
And he wanna be like them boys who shining so hard them niggas be killing shit (huh)
And he wanna be like them hoes he leaving them jokes them niggas ain't seeing it (nah)
This shit that I'm speaking, so up, and these niggas, ain't upping these niggas, ain't hearing me (nah)
Everybody around me they live on da edge, I ain't trusting nobody so kill me now (now)

[Polo G:]
Painting the city red for them gang members yella huma going tear fosho
My lil niggas going make it count when it's crunch time it ain't no question them heaters go blow
If we catch a opp in traffic then it's green light you know all my demons on go
I think we got one cut the lights off windows tinted we creeping up slow
He got caught from his blind side got his headshot now that nigga ain't breathing no more
Used to be on the frontline standing 10 toes I was selling that d by the store
I used to play the block now it's fuck the streets all the shit I have seen it before
I been running this bag up and I'm thuggin hard baby I never needed no hoe
Straight from the slumps to the billboard
Where we die for respect what we kill for
I can tell you bout them field wars
If a nigga talk reckless we'll still blow him
50 plus shots how we ride in the raq
Shooting semis that's how we react
Couldn't be victims we had to attack
Took off on them trenches ain't no looking back

[YoungBoy:]
Smoking on the big pack bih got kick wasn't there (let's go)
Bitch throwing up the gang with a big flag she ain't even in
All a nigga get back all where ya bitch at shooting out the Benz
Just got money from a big check, I ain't even spend that, I ain't even worrying
And he wanna be like them boys who shining so hard them niggas be killing shit (huh)
And he wanna be like them hoes he leaving them jokes them niggas ain't seeing it (nah)
This shit that I am speaking, so up, and these niggas, ain't upping these niggas, ain't hearing me (nah)
Everybody around me live on da edge, I ain't trusting nobody so kill me now (now)

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