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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Rashonn Henderson
Rashonn Henderson
Songwriter
Tavian Carter
Tavian Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Producer
TAYTAYMADEIT
TAYTAYMADEIT
Producer
Rashonn Henderson
Rashonn Henderson
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

(Ayy, Rashon, this bitch go crazy) (Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat) Smoking dope, tryna get my head on Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long Smoking, rolling, toting tryna put shit on Channel 9 I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me All by myself, know they ain't proud for me Probably put that fire on me Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em All these hoes they done had they chance And them boys wasn't quick on feet Bust and they missed it People want funny things, then I up and I hit it Diamond chains, diamond watch it be glistenin' Murder man, but won't never admit it Murder gang, stay on top of my business I ain't pulling out that bentley for bitches In a civic, back seat strapped with a glizzy Clean, like that dirty shit that I'm sippin Don Juan, granted gold my pendant I got too many bitches, up in war I got too many blicky's Murder time through that nawf I be ridin' with them hittas I probably be strapped with a semi Nigga know with that fire I'll be blockin' all day And I'm plannin' on murderin' the biggest Shorty inside of the deli, we slangin' that yeah And they know they can't play with a nigga Smoking dope, tryna get my head on Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long Smoking, rolling Totin' tryna put shit on channel 9 I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me All by myself, know they ain't proud for me Probably put that fire on me Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em All these hoes they done had they chance And them boys wasn't quick on feet Look, tell 'em free Vaughn Dirty illegal guns on my waist I got two clips together on the drac With a illegal handle on the .223 I don't even know why I can't even have grip on the front of that fire I'm a convicted felon, I can't win for losing While standin' in trial I don't even trust her I know I can't trust her But she want a child She know I'm a thug her She know I can't love her It ain't worth the while, not wasting my time I stay with that iron, be moving around I be kickin' the shit, I'm big slime In my own dimension, prices be tempting Them gunnas ain't turnin' it down Smoking dope, tryna get my head on Chasing money, oh yeah Tryna get my bread long Smoking, rolling Toting tryna put shit on Channel 9 I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me All by myself, know they ain't proud for me Probably put that fire on me Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em All these hoes they done had they chance And them boys wasn't quick on feet
Writer(s): Maurice Jordan, Tavian Dawson Carter, Kentrell Gaulden, Rashonn Henderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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