Hip-Hop/Rap
Youngboy Never Broke Again (Instrumental)
by Type Beat & The HitForce
Release Date:
2020-10-23
Lyrics
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Thinkin' of back then when I seen my mama cry ooh
Never again I ain't seen in that shit in a while ooh woah ooh
Talk to my granddad and I always say I'm fine
When I know I'm experiencin' the same pain as a child
Ten cars don't need no ride
I ain't buyin' that shit no more ooh
Get a driver for the week that's how I float around ooh
Call Starr to get K3 my little boy gon' lift my soul
Got Jaz to bring me peace
No I don't need no extra h*es
Ooh woo ooh
Bleed and your love admit I need it
Change locations 'cause I'm sayin that they sayin' they seen me
Even though I don't give no ****
Cause if they saw me I was beamin'
38 with a built in beam in i8 on the interstate speedin'
niggas sayin' I brought my team in
**** around gon' clear the whole scene and
Send straight hollows through the scenery
Came up out of concrete and I been achievin' since
I can't be apart of your family
Hate that b***h 'cause I see she's just like her daddy
That ain't real at all everyone got flaws
Can't chance it manage ask for help and they ain't get involved
Don't care at all it's **** the world and you can tell it all
I'm a thug nigga take pride in these drugs nigga
Oh yeah
I don't **** with **** nigga s
You can count how many I bust nigga
They dead
fill 'em up with slugs nigga
You could ask these h*es I love different
I ain't bringin' up no nigga take your shit and you go thug with 'em
Huh she gon' go and **** on one of 'em nigga s like I give a ****
Get blues I give her a clue like
When you choose make sure they rich as us
Ha or got more sticks than us
For a fact they ain't drawin' more blood than us
These nigga s won't be too much
Tryna do too much I ain't changin' up
Old scary ass nigga gon' bring us up
P***y ass nigga I ain't phasin' nothin'
I ain't blood to you so don't cuss me five
From The Bayou, Old fake a*s Pi' I'ma real deal blood
I ain't stuntin' you nigga I wish you tried
We gon' leave you dead inside this club
Ol' wanna be h*e you ain't my kind
Plus ain't more slimier than my girl
Lil Top the slimiest in the world
I ain't takin' no lick behind no b***h
It ain't 'bout my kids it ain't 'bout bein' rich
**** what they say you can suck my d**k
I done gave my all just for my daughter
My sons won't never need no clique
Even though I wish I ain't exist Momma look at all this shit I did
Even though I wish I ain't exist Momma look at all this shit I did
Came out the slums I ain't have shit
They still gon' talk down on your kid
Thinkin' of back then when I seen my mama cry ooh
Never again I ain't seen in that shit in a while ooh woah ooh
Talk to my granddad and I always say I'm fine
When I know I'm experiencin' the same pain as a child
Ten cars don't need no ride
I ain't buyin' that shit no more ooh
Get a driver for the week that's how I float around ooh
Call Starr to get K3 my little boy gon' lift my soul
Got Jaz to bring me peace
No I don't need no extra h*es
Ooh woo ooh
Bleed and your love admit I need it
Change locations 'cause I'm sayin that they sayin' they seen me
Even though I don't give no ****
Cause if they saw me I was beamin'
38 with a built in beam in i8 on the interstate speedin'
niggas sayin' I brought my team in
**** around gon' clear the whole scene and
Send straight hollows through the scenery
Came up out of concrete and I been achievin' since
