Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
DZIMI
DZIMI
Programming
Palaze
Palaze
Programming
Cheese
Cheese
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christoffer Buchardt Marcussen
Christoffer Buchardt Marcussen
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
NIKOLA PEJOVIĆ
NIKOLA PEJOVIĆ
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DZIMI
DZIMI
Producer
Palaze
Palaze
Producer
Cheese
Cheese
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

It's a cold, cold world outside, ain't on the worst crew I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high Can't even be with you Tell me, bae, now can we please stop fighting? I need you on side me I might lose my life tonight Later on, I'm gon' be Maybach riding, World War III inside me Tryna see why nothing I do ain't right (okay, okay) He don't give a fuck about nobody but hisself, oh He wouldn't give one dime or care if I left, oh Know he got shit popping, but at home, he got shit going on Leave that shit alone, let me lean, pass me my Styrofoam Don't conversate about me with your friends Confiscating, bring back backends Love me right and bring back my mind And don't never leave like ones back then Shine right and have fun with your girls I just wanna see you set some trends They don't love me like way back then Wasn't even there for me, even most my mans (Nah) I just wanna ball out, fall off in my big home All these drugs that I'm on from depression got me on PO threatening one on one, just wan' be left alone They tryna say Top wrong, they tryna say Top wrong Smiling, been riding 'round all day, I'm loaded, now tryna fuck you in the coupe (Woo) Next time I flood you with diamonds, I'm going extravagant, do your wrist too Panic, I buy you a Patek, you better go tat it just like Nene too, uh Flood my kids with diamonds like I do my crew Oh, tell me now Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off? For shit that I painted, for shit that they see For shit that I live and the things that I breathe They don't want me to succeed, I still ain't make it out I see it all in my dreams (of me banging out) Wrist rock All these niggas, they done flip-flopped Catch me out on scene with a big Glock Know that I might leave out here, but I been staying up Hoping all my pain I spilled starts one day paying off Hope my daddy get that appeal and they let my mans out We got a drop now, okay, load up, let's ride out I can't take a risk without my stick, what's just my sign now? How the fuck I'm talking 'bout, can't take a risk all by myself at all Better not get yourself involved It's a cold, cold world outside, ain't on the worst crew I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high I can't even be with you Oh, tell me now Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off? Oh, tell me now Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me something better off?
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Jason Goldberg, Nikola Pejovic, Christoffer Buchardt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out