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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Qred on the Track
Qred on the Track
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Quorey D. Speights
Quorey D. Speights
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitz
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Qred on the Track
Qred on the Track
Producer
Ben Castillo
Ben Castillo
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yea This for all my fans who been fucking with my music for a lil minute I don't know what's wrong with these niggas Woke up this morning in the Lotus Hotel Look out my window and I'm starring at the hills I'm moving up shit finally getting real How I feel I should be up there less than a year I gotta get it nigga knowing what it is Got a family counting on me so you knowing whats the deal Draw down, give it up, nigga knowing what the drill Young nigga I'm just tryna get a mill I'm from Baton Rouge where they wildin' off the pills You ain't from where I'm from You don't feel how I feel Everyday strapped up You don't live how I live Police killing us and the police getting killed I got so many niggas waiting on an appeal Most of my niggas dead and we still shedding tears Watch ya homeboy he fake, he ain't really real Shit I ain't trippin' I'm just focused on my career Just stopped by Booma, bought a 9 with a dick it 32 shots in the Glock I won't be a victim Ain't no waiting Ima shoot till' a nigga tempt me When I up two tips out the clip zip em Soon as the pack tryna tax you know we gone rip ya 38 baby I put on for them young niggas Tell them niggas we the motherfucking sickest in the city And we don't do no motherfucking scare business Where I'm from it get wicked shit real No you ain't safe where I live Any age you can get killed Gunshots broad day where I live Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail Running with the same niggas till' the end NBA Gang la familia, no we don't do no friends In my zone going hard right now I won't stop till' the top where I'm going right now I ain't lying I'm going in it's my time right now All day working I ain't taking calls right now KD got the cannabis card, where the smoke at? In California I'm with Eli we on Fairfax Walking out the Supreme store with two bags Make that shit, spend that shit, get it right back Montana asking everybody where the hoes at Kill time smoking joe's where the laws at? Hollywood Boulevard walking with that sack Tell the truth I'm just living it up I'm just stating facts When I spit ima snap when I'm on the track Another youngin fucking with me tell me where he at (Another youngin fucking with me tell me where he at) Ain't from where I'm from, live how I live Yea ... Where I'm from it get wicked shit real No you ain't safe where I live Any age you can get killed Gunshots broad day where I live Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail Running with the same niggas till' the end NBA Gang la familia, no we don't do no friends
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Quorey Speights Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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