Perspective - YoungBoy Never Broke Again: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Perspective

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Perspective fue lanzado el 12 de mayo de 2023 por Never Broke Again/Motown Records como parte del álbum Richest Opp

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumRichest Opp

Fecha de lanzamiento12 de mayo de 2023

Sello discográficoNever Broke Again/Motown Records

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM130

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Voces

MikeWavvs

Intérprete

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Intérprete

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Jack LoMastro

Autoría

Kentrell Gaulden

Kentrell Gaulden

Autoría

Michael Washington

Michael Washington

Autoría

Tahj Morgan

Autoría

Jason Goldberg

Autoría

Wallis Lane

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Ingeniería de grabación

jetsonmade

Producción

MikeWavvs

Producción

Jack LoMastro

Producción

Wallis Lane

Producción

Cheese

Producción

Jason Goldberg

Ingeniería de mezcla

Mike Wavvs

Producción

Letra

[Intro]

Uh

[Chorus]

Blow me a check, get up, get me another one

Walk in the room and these bitches gon' choose

Don't wear designer, I still make the news

Carry that bag, wit' that cash, overload

Fully tote fullies, I blow on my own

She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong

Fucked her 'bout that Lambo', blew out her mind

[Verse 1]

Put on AP and I wear by the two

Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth

I hit 'em both from the back, by the two

I flew the bitch on a jet, wit' her crew

I let 'em vacation, while cases I'm facin'

I live like barbarian, my life is amazin'

Made and broke bread wit' my ****, I cut off the traces

Pay the dough, fight the system, no odds in the case, and I go

Identify me wit' metal detectors

These silly lil' ****, my bank account bigger

Wit' the slime I was steppin', I shoot out the Chevy

I be fresh as the fuck, wit' my cup full of medi'

Tell 'em, "Put up twenty million," I'm on it, I'm wit' it

Just say it, and I'll be on the way

Bitch think I'ma fall for her 'cause of her waist

Play the wrong way, throw the drink at her face

[Chorus]

Blow me a check, get up, get me another one

Walk in the room and these bitches gon' choose (Gon' choose)

Don't wear designer, I still make the news (Make the news)

Carry that bag, wit' that cash, overload (Overload)

Fully tote fullies, I blow on my own (On my own)

She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong

Fucked her 'bout that Lambo', blew out her mind

[Verse 2]

She don't want me, and I changed her perspective

I think my neighbor linked up wit' detectives

You know these **** ain't shit, so be careful

Know that your friend let me fuck if I test her

Get in it, hit it, then blow out the fender

Your ho, she got that good brain like professor

Got her on drink, now she barely can think

For to shake back, she think she can take Alka-Seltzer

Don't stop it, I keep it goin' for the better

Skeleton AP, I think that I'm Rich The Kid (Skeleton AP)

Fuck on Nene and I think 'bout relapsin'

Your Highness, you know I'm controllin' the castle

Count it up backwards, you know that I'm a factor

Fucked her so hard, till she start havin' 'tractions

Straight out her top, start poppin' them capsules

Bought you the watch, 'cause this bitch here a master (Rich as it get, me)

[Chorus]

Blow me a check, get up, get me another one

Walk in the room and these bitches gon' choose (Gon' choose)

Don't wear designer, I still make the news

Carry that bag, wit' that cash, overload

Fully tote fullies, I blow on my own

She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong

Fucked her 'bout that Lambo', blew out her mind

[Verse 3]

Big coupe, ridin' and you know them choppers in it, too

Tell them **** that they better chill wit' that, "Rah, rah"

Voice deep when I speak, coated throat off the lean

Clear the scene, let it sing, Skully he gon' pop out

In it, let it hit it till you fall out

Goyard phone case for my son

Pretty lil' bitch and she look like Milan

I give her fame, send her back where she from

[Outro]

Top, big coupe, ridin' and you know them choppers in it, too

Tell them **** that they better chill wit' that, "Rah, rah"

Better chill wit' that, "Rah, rah"

You know these **** die

Pretty lil' bitch and she look like Milan

I give her fame, send her back where she from

[Verse 4]

They know that I'm takin' it to another level

Can't quit it, keep goin', just for the better

Ain't quittin', I'm goin', just for the better

Three hundred thousand dollar Skeleton, plain

Pretty lil' bitch and she look like Milan

I give her fame, send her back where she from

Tell her to wipe it

Written by: Jack LoMastro, Jason "Cheese" Goldberg, Kentrell Gaulden, Michael Washington, Tahj Morgan, Wallis Lane

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