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YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Missing Everything

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Skladba Missing Everything vyšla 8. prosince 2024 YoungBoy Never Broke Again na albu I Just Got A Lot On My Shoulders

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Posledních 7 dní

02:20 - 02:25

Skladba Missing Everything byla v minulém týdnu nejčastěji objevena v segmentu okolo 2 minuty and 20 sekundy od začátku.

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kentrell Gaulden

Kentrell Gaulden

Songwriter

Benjamin Saint Fort

Benjamin Saint Fort

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Recording Engineer

BYNX

Producer

Carlos Echeverri

Carlos Echeverri

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Mixing Engineer

Texty

[Chorus]

Yeah, I was just missin' everything that we do

I was tryna come back, I was waterin' my roots

I was tryna push up, I had things in the coupe, oh

Baby, I'm a star, just can't see me

I need a reason, uh (I need a reason)

Matchin' in Balenci' this evening, for the whole season

I just hit Shyne for a bezel (Yeah)

I got these hoes like Helter Skelter, young **** rich forever, uh

Pop my shit, ain't got nothin' better

For the due baby that you not around (Not around)

I'm a rough rider, been tearin' up my town (Tearin' up my town, wow, wow)

I need you now, I'll let her go (Go)

[Verse 1]

Smoke out the pound and he pour up fours, baby, oh-oh-oh

Got a new bitch touchin' her toes, yeah

Black on from my toes to head

Finished givin' me dome and then she said (Said)

"I can't see why these hoes don't love you

At night, I dream only being for you

Forever, I'll ride for you, baby"

Grandma, know you see me poppin'

Poppin', four-door ridin', thank God Almighty

I just caught me a body, told nobody (Shh)

Hope my body'll never get tired of fightin' (No)

****, let's do it (Yeah)

Young **** like a young bull, got a heart like Rocky

That ain't my mans (Baow)

**** got at Dave and I heard that flunky pop him

I ain't playin' games

In the Maybach, hittin' on the gas, you get behind me

These **** lame (Lame)

I'ma paint my nails and paint my face like Hardy

YoungBoy Ed (Ha)

For to knock out the brains, hit head (Ooh)

They gon' call up the feds when I get on his ass 'bout what he done said (Ooh)

Can you tie my shoes? Can you drive my coupe? Yeah

Buy new Jimmy Choos, strictly for you (You)

Typhoon, water, I'll say you improved (Improved)

Let's get it started, I'll shoot 'em 'bout you (Shoot 'em)

Lean like it's water, ain't losin' my groove ('Oove)

I was just thinkin' and I was just missin', like, oh

[Chorus]

I was just missin' everything that we do (Oh)

I was tryna come back, I was waterin' my roots (Ha)

I was tryna push up, I had things in the coupe, oh (Slime, slime, slime)

Baby, I'm a star, just can't see me

I need a reason (Reason), uh (Huh)

Matchin' in Balenci' this evening, for the whole season

I just hit Shyne for a bezel, huh

I got these hoes like Helter Skelter, young **** rich forever, uh

Pop my shit, ain't got nothin' better

For the due baby that you not around

I'm a rough rider, been tearin' up my town

I need you now, I'll let her go

[Outro]

I'll let her go

I'll let her go (Oh)

Oh, slatt, slatt, slatt

Written by: Benjamin Saint Fort, Kentrell Gaulden

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