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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Myeong Geun Song
Myeong Geun Song
Songwriter
Jacob Sclaver
Jacob Sclaver
Songwriter
Gaetano Aliotta
Gaetano Aliotta
Songwriter
Daniel Lebrun
Daniel Lebrun
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skolo
Skolo
Producer
LoneGud
LoneGud
Producer
Juko
Juko
Producer
DRok
DRok
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Carlos Echeverri
Carlos Echeverri
Recording Engineer

Songtexte

(Skolo, it's your turn) (D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc) Phantom comin' out bigger than a lie Fuck the niggas, I'm gettin' richer, I can't find no time Down that block, lil' nigga, I can come by out the corner I'm not trustin' these hoes, what I tell my momma Comma, comma, come and cross my line, be Makonnen I been wit' that drama, cross that line I push the button on somethin' Diamond chain from Carti, don't know why he done start me Bitch, ain't tryna market, I don't know why the label bought me Bitch, I ain't tryna party, I'm sittin' high on my horse seat My wife wan' buy horses, I mistake that shit for 'Rarri Not sorry, I'm glad what the streets done taught me See, I made it out that cell block, grew from out that concrete Still inside of them crackers bed, still my past still haunt me Feel I failed that I ain't finish school, but I still went got some money My kids can't do that shit I do, what I done wasn't cool, wasn't funny I'm tryna see who got a hundred million for me You shouldn't have to prove you love me, that shit I should see Those things I feel I should know, take it for what it seems I'm the type wake up and buy a house when I get bored If my wife go on a shoppin' spree, don't buy one thing, ignore it I get everything that I want when I get a check and I can afford it I want to buy that hockey team from whoever in BR I been blowin' that check, investin', condo and Bentley, I want one Fuck that bitch, I think she sexy, fuck that bitch and keep it goin', ho Fuck who out there reppin', tell that nigga I done won Tell 'em test me and stay the fuck up out the way of all my sons, ho Phantom, comin' out bigger than a lie Fuck the niggas, I'm gettin' richer, I can't find no time I been spendin' all these bands on these hoes Most ones claim that they love me Lost friends from saying, "No, guess those ones was not for me" Eight hundred thousand dollar AP, this shit ain't a game Patek rose gold, blue face on me, LeBron James Okay, they already know me, I blow the brain Rap nigga, fuck nigga wan' diss me, he get put in the frame Tell my daddy, can't nobody come cripple me, I got this, I'm a man I had them millions before them people came and deal wit' me I can do it again in here with Jason, makin' sure they never get rid of me I ain't got time for playin' I murder all of these niggas up inside the industry, better stick to your plan I got that pink diamond, that's a whole half a ticket on my hand Yo' bitch no slime, but I got her shining, that's why she don't want her man Pull that Porsche out at eleven, ain't come back 'til nine (fuck is wrong with her?) Fuck you been? I think this bitch been playin' wit' my mind She want to invest Look, invest and stay off the internet Lit and we don't fuck with them What they in, we don't get into that Our time is worth way more than them Held it down, I was deserving them Treated me like they ain't see me here They was stabbin' me in my fuckin' back And I was turnin' 'round and always there Hope your bank account come out big as mine, uh Real nigga, that ain't even my type of lie
Writer(s): Daniel Lebrun, Gaetano Aliotta, Jacob Daniel Sclaver, Kentrall Gaulden, Myeong Geun Song Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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