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NBA Youngboy - Cage Feeling
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Blom
David Blom
Songwriter
Jordan Oliver Edon
Jordan Oliver Edon
Songwriter
Junior Sinchi
Junior Sinchi
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Leonardo Mateus
Leonardo Mateus
Songwriter
Jason Michael Goldberg
Jason Michael Goldberg
Songwriter
Jay LV
Jay LV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Blom
David Blom
Producer
Jay LV
Jay LV
Producer
Tfisdon
Tfisdon
Producer
WassupBans
WassupBans
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Ayo bans, what you cookin'?) Yeah I wonder if lil' Tug and Jordan can hear me I ain't got much to give Barely seen love, seem like the fake be the first thing appear I ain't never takin' back what I said, not even once I'm killed I don't wanna do it, now they say they wrong And I'm who kept it real I just wanna turn this shit around, now that I see it clear They took the soul from Boozilla Killed lil' Dave when I was little Since the time I ain't found forgiveness That shit turned me into a killer Came from sellin' drugs with my nigga Went and found a thousand ways to get it They done found a thousand ways to down me I don't give a fuck cause now I don't feel 'em I ain't have a thing when I was a lil' one Whatever my children want they gettin' it I done lost my patience in that prison I done lost my cadence, cases pendin' I can see the fakeness, faces grinnin' Could see that they don't want me in it If I can't trust her, I can't love her I done walked away from plenty See me go, as I fly away from these niggas They just want to keep up in my business, I say fuck 'em They don't need me, no I'm wastin' time on these bitches I'm wastin' time, soon as I trust 'em, I'm in trouble This a deserved Bentley This that new hustle hard edition, I say swerve in it Come up from hustle, heart of trenches, blew out curbs in it They feel like I done lost my mind and I feel tempted I feel like they want to keep me down and I'm still winnin' And I'm still in it, leavin' richer than I came in With two new hoes, for every one bitch got my name bent Smile through it all, they still ain't askin' where my pain went Or even if it left, it never did, I ain't gotta frame shit After all, it's still the same shit After all, I still ain't gain shit Now you blamin' me and I caught you first I ain't wit' all this lil' game shit Been with you, I ain't seein' the same bitches Say it ain't true, you engaged in it Had a broken heart and I played in it And now I got this cage feelin' I say see me go, as I fly away from these niggas They just want to keep up in my business, I say fuck 'em They don't need me, no I'm wastin' time on these bitches I'm wastin' time, soon as I trust 'em, I'm in trouble I'm in trouble, nigga, I can't I can't, I can't trust neither one of them, none of 'em, and I know this They got, they got me with a cage feelin' or some shit, all this shit But you know, you know I'm holdin' up I'm holdin' up longer than a, longer than a bridge, nigga That's who I'm is Longer than a bridge, believe that
Writer(s): Junior Sinchi, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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