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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Quando Rondo
Quando Rondo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Tyquian Bowman
Tyquian Bowman
Songwriter
Supah Mario
Supah Mario
Songwriter
Jason Michael Goldberg
Jason Michael Goldberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Supah Mario
Supah Mario
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Lawerence Rivers
Lawerence Rivers
Engineer

Lyrics

Ohh, oh, ohh, hey, oh (Mario) Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin' Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what Heaven like Tryna get me but they miss I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma I'm forever fine He gon' pay that fine, if he violate this flag (ooh) Change on my brother and my sisters, I could never do Sex, money, murder plus Lil Dee ho fine like Damu (damu) Them niggas hoes, they only say shit 'bout what I do Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin' Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heaven like Tryna get me but they miss I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma, I'm forever fine Know I keep that iron, I remember when Lil Dave died I done seen Montana cryin' when Dump had left I play it safe now She fuck with the opps, she can not be my bae now Got 'em mad they want they beam on top the diamond on my face, huh Everybody I speak about, they know I ain't lyin' I ain't never capped out Get my brother to slang that iron These niggas be dyin', they say I flashed out I'm too ahead of my time, I'm overdue, that's what the hate be 'bout I ain't scared, know that I could die, you could get it too Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin' Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heaven like Tryna get me but they miss I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma, I'm forever fine I'm steady screamin' gang, baby, granny gran' baby righteous Three hundred bands later, I still ain't drop and y'all united They say Lil Tim the biggest opp Stepped on that boy, don't do no fightin' Yellow tape, Glocks, macs and carbons Fuck the industry, don't like us Two hundred grand out for your pockets Like fuck that let me buy the body They know we really 'bout it, 'bout it Straight Master P, no Playboi Carti They say that I'm the walkin' dead (skrrt) So I'm on point inside this Rari Got to make sure one inside the head Before I walk inside this party I guess that it could get wicked Extensions stuffed in my glizzy I think I'm over-committed Disloyal, that's all these niggas Can't trust 'em, that's all these bitches They will change with the quickness Forget about you in prison Guess it's safe to say keep your distance Hold on, wait, need a minute, I go, I'm goin' like Nipsey Screamin' out that I'm crippin', the realest niggas gon' feel me Drug dealers and killers, we standin' on nation business Over a couple million, I put it back in the trenches Never, I won't surrender and always I'm gon' remember 30 clip it get empty, I take it from out my denim Thirty Crips bangin' 60s, they wit' me ain't got no temper Situations get sticky, I'm standin' up wit' my pistol My bitch actin' like she don't need me I'm leavin', don't even trip on it I'm leanin', blind in my Benzo, another reason to get gon' While rockin' a Yeezy, Adidas, I pray to Jesus I get home I'm just tryna make a hundred G's off this flip phone Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin' Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heaven like Tryna get me but they miss I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma, I'm forever fine
Writer(s): Writer Unknown, Kentrell Gaulden, Jason Goldberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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