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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brain Anamayatana
Brain Anamayatana
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Milan Modi
Milan Modi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Kilo Keys
Kilo Keys
Producer
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Producer

Lyrics

(Hundred bands for a Kilo, nigga) (Yung Lan on the track) You probably done boarded your plane right now I'm tryna get through to you You got me going insane right now I feel like I'm losing you (yeah) And I don't know what to do (no), I just wanna call (oh) Forever I'm never gon' choose I give you my all That's a fact Give you my all I admit that I was wrong (oh, oh) I was showin' off I ain't want you for to leave, no (oh) They say I'm a gangster, you already know that Won't speak on that shit, that's irrelevant I'm takin' my time, never rewind, my eye on the route that I'm headed in Other night I was cryin', but I'm so slime You wouldn't know how to handle it You the one that I want, I ain't faking it You don't know what these hoes done done to me Girl, I need you, I want you, come on, don't be scared I'ma learn to treat you right On my own, all alone I've been blind and mislead, but you the one make me feel right That's a fact Give you my all I admit that I was wrong (oh, oh) I was showing off I ain't want you for to leave, no (oh) You probably done boarded your plane right now I'm tryna get through to you You got me going insane right now I feel like I'm losing you (yeah) And I don't know what to do (no), I just wanna call (oh) Forever I'm never gon' choose I give you my all I answer my phone in front of your face to fuck over you unintended I was tryna tell her not to call me no more It's over, I'm done, good riddance You going to school to become a nurse I thought you would want you a business I love it, I think that it's different Might need you to write me prescriptions Cock your feet up, eight bedrooms in my house, surprise Let my gang bro play b-ball up inside Tennis court, let's play, but let me grab my Glock Two security guards in front for extra eyes You probably done boarded your plane right now I'm tryna get through to you You got me going insane right now I feel like I'm losing you (yeah) And I don't know what to do (no), I just wanna call (oh oh oh) Forever I'm never gon' choose I give you my all That's a fact Give you my all I admit that I was wrong (oh, oh) I was showing off I ain't want you for to leave, no (oh) (I need a hundred band Kilo for a hundred band Kilo)
Writer(s): Milan Modi, Kentrell Gaulden, Brain Anamayatana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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