Music Video

YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Fine By Time [Official Audio]
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
VadeBeatz
VadeBeatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Boonpetch
Dave Boonpetch
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Khris James
Khris James
Mixing Engineer
VadeBeatz
VadeBeatz
Producer

Lyrics

This Vade on the keys It's YoungBoy, nigga, Lil Top, what up? Yeah Ayy, I'm still on that same shit, yeah Free DDawg, nigga I ain't tryna lose nothin', you heard me? I got it on me Same nigga from the trenches, never changed up We steady killin' 'cause these niggas tryna frame us Came from the bottom, Northside baby, I done came up Fuck throwin' that money in the air, I throw my gang up She ain't feelin' like she wrong When I saw she'll cross me, I damn near lost my mind I gave 'em trust when I saw hate in front my eyes God, tell me if it's love, got me blind Or tell me if it be this glizzy steady spittin' out fire I'm still fresh up out of prison, got another charge Rich nigga, probably be convicted on another count I keep it goin' up with three million and it's goin' higher I do my dance while Big Dump watching from the sky And I be feelin' like I'm dope, I don't realize That I ain't wait for no dependent that don't love a slime Don't give a fuck 'bout who you with 'cause she forever mine Pain gon' flow (Pain gon' flow, it's on you if you gon' ever let it go) Time gon' go (Time gon' go, just remember don't you ever let 'em take your soul) Love move slow (Slow) All this money never took the pain from a nigga How I feel, they'll never know (They'll never know) Niggas tryna take my life, keep a pole (Keep a pole) All these drugs don't make it right, no (Oh) Testify and we gon' slang that iron at the other side (Brrt, bah) We blow them bitches back to back, ayy, what you on? (What you on?) Quick to pick up when that murder call my phone, yeah (Brrt, brrt) Give me a rush, I'm tryna bust that nigga's dome (Bitch nigga) Grew from ambition, my pocket filled with them benjs I'm ridin' 'round with that glizzy, pussy, come run up on that chrome My grandpa fucked me up, he was walkin' out my home He told me for to watch myself and keep my gun around This nigga touched me to the heart, plenty battles I done fought Don't move in daylight when it's dark, we at your top with them darts This brand new Draco that I got, it hit and blow out your heart I go by YoungBoy, but I always been Lil Top from the start I got these bitches in my crib tryna fuck in the Royce And I don't even know who she is, what she want me for? It ain't no actin', how I'm actin', she realize I'm a thug She know that I'll put this dick on her, includin' her girl But how you feelin'? I been still dealin' with my pain Still sending' money to DDawg, free him out them chains Can't be around him, but I'm still thuggin' with my mains It's a dirty game, this shit so slimy, it'll never change Pain gon' flow (Pain gon' flow, it's on you if you gon' ever let it go) Time gon' go (Time gon' go, just remember don't you ever let 'em take your soul) Love move slow (Slow) All this money never took the pain from a nigga How I feel, they'll never know (They'll never know) Niggas tryna take my life, keep a pole (Keep a pole) All these drugs don't make it right, no (Oh) All these drugs don't make it right, no I've been fightin' for my life, keep a pole At the crib, bitches wan' fuck me in the Rolls And I don't even know who she is or what she want Ain't understandin' how I feel, I been down But that don't matter, what matter I'm bein' strong I go to Marshall, what matters? Ayy, what you on? Feelin' like no more that I can't touch you through my songs
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, David Boonpetch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out