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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
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Playboy XO
Playboy XO
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PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playin' tho Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt yeah Shots from the drac left a nigga dead What he was talking 'bout Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket cause YoungBoy about it Won't make a diss, I won't say shit go talk to God about it Let me tell a story bout a youngin' with a dirty forty He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin' He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch Punch on a nigga for 'Lil Ben, his muscles full of them risers Dump, died with a FN, his gun was still in his pocket Live by lord, the way it end blood gon' draw from the heart Transformation, look how I switch it, I was wrong from the start You never said you let two niggas run a train You never said that you was known for givin' brain Bitch you done brought me so much pain (bitch) When it's time how the fuck I'm gon' explain? To the ones that I put last Cause I was tryna be a man I'm just sayin' Your heart been aducted up 'cause it's been stolen The only way to find it is the carats from the Rollie (I'm chosen) Your heart been abducted Deceived emotions, choices already chosen, Promise already broken Shots from the drac left a nigga dead What he was talking 'bout me Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket cause YoungBoy about it Won't make a diss, I won't say shit go talk to God about it Let me tell a story bout a younging with a dirty forty He conniving, he gon' make his money from them bodies Momma's crying, he the fucking reason that they dying He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit Started sliding, got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass He say he bang now, them people told 'em fuck 'em He came up and now they shame now People say that nigga changed huh? He look the same huh? On folk king Dave throw treys huh, you'd be amazed huh? Bandana on that 30 now, that stickll knock 30 down That nigga talk is down, that bitch ain't never came around Blast when that gutter 'round, he knocked 2 victims down Trap got an eviction now, which one of you niggas snitching now? He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass He say he bang now, them people told 'em fuck 'em He came up and now they chained down People say that nigga changed huh? He look the same huh? On folk king Dave throw treys huh, you'd be amazed huh? He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin' He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
Writer(s): Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Jarrian Durrell Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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