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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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BLVCKDIVMONDS23
BLVCKDIVMONDS23
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Slimeondatrack
Slimeondatrack
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jabriel Calhoun
Jabriel Calhoun
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Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
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Michael Newell
Michael Newell
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BLVCKDIVMONDS23
BLVCKDIVMONDS23
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Slimeondatrack
Slimeondatrack
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BLVCKDIVMOND Slimeondatrack (YoungBoy, YoungBoy) give me some racks I remember I ain't had nothin' I had to go get me some racks I was hustling at the store, tryna get me some cash A month ago I was broke, I ain't never going' back (I'm done) In these streets it ain't no joke, so you know I keep a strap They wanna kill me 'cause I'm next to blow You know I ain't going out like that But I grind hard so you get where I'm at, I'ma blow bout that Gave him my trust and I burned from it I should've known better than that (I should've known better) I done bossed up, I ain't trippin' nah just remember that (remember that) I done kept it real with you (you know), you know I ain't lyin' that's a fact I done rode for niggas out there they changed on me, and he know that's a fact Kept it real with all my niggas and that's a fact Say that they fuck with you, but really they don't I got no love, and it's time to get back This for the ones who betrayed me (who betrayed me) Say you with me, but you hate me (you hate me) I feel like you tryna snake me (huh?), boy what the fuck is you thinkin'? (Boy) On the block catching them bangers Getting loaded just me and Lil Ben (Lil Ben) We had to run from the laws (the laws), we got away again (again) Grinding and stacking them N's Want money I don't want no friends (I don't want no friends) On the Megabus by myself, with the pints in my bag (in my bag) It's Lil Ben. Hello? Nigga play around with that sack (what?) So we loaded with them straps (we straps) Pappin' OG in the back (in the back) Floating around Park Forest, we tryna see where they at Catch 'em, hit 'em, boom Put his shit straight on the flat I had a show up in XO, you know I turned up bad (bad) I was stuntin' with the cash (cash), these niggas know we ain't friends (nah) They wanna kill me 'cause I'm next to blow You know I ain't going out like that But I grind hard, so you get where I'm at (yeah), I'ma blow 'bout that Gave him my trust and I burned from it I should've known better than that (I should've known better than that) I done bossed up, I ain't trippin' no, just remember that (remember that) I done kept it real with you (you know), you know I ain't lyin' that's a fact I done rode for niggas out there they changed on me, and he know that's a fact Kept it real with all my niggas and that's a fact Say that they fuck with you, but really they don't I got no love, and it's time to get back I remember I ain't have nothin' I had to go get me some racks (some racks) I was hustling at the store, tryna get me some cash (some cash) A month ago, I was broke, I ain't never going back (I'm back) In these streets it ain't no joke, so you know I keep a strap (aye) (Keep a strap, yeah)
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Michael Newell, Jabriel Calhoun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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