Letra de Goals - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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I took the top off the motherfuckin' coupe

They closed the door, but I still made it through

Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew

Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose

Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama

Doin' bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

I was tired of doing the same thing

Got serious, then I changed lanes

They knowin' that we bust brains

But ain't why I sat in chains

Put my focus in the main business

Lookin' for a half a ticket painting

Tryna find somethin' that fit the description of my pain

My name to some people ain't looked over

Go find you somethin' to look over

Since young, never been a pushover

Got the bag like a book holder

Nigga, you gon' make me mad and we gon' spin on 'em

Did the dash inside a Lamb' and then he crash

Ain't got a dent on him

That's my lil' homie

Remember posted at the store, I ain't have a cent on me

One uniform, went to school everyday the same lint on me

Needed help to stand up straight and then they bent on me

Dirty bitch can catch on fire and I wouldn't even piss on 'em

I took the top off the motherfuckin' coupe

They closed the door, but I still made it through

Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew

Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose

Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama

Doin' bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

Switched the motto, I ain't hit the lotto

But my bag different

Skippin' school with my dawg, wasn't really tryna bag with me

Fell in love once, but mm, I say my grandma was different

I'm like, "Mm, I'm a millionaire, I ain't with the kidding"

That's me just thinkin'

Too much money, separate the bank

2012, I'll use a shoebox

I don't really like to talk, I ain't bein' rude now

Three hundred thousand'll be for fashion

And I still'll probably pass it up

I don't give no fuck as long as we got a gat on us

That's a new edition

She don't want me, she feel like my heart old

Why you want my heart, love?

Take it slow, I ball on and off court

I took the top off the motherfuckin' coupe

They closed the door, but I still made it through

Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew

Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose

Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama

Doin' bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

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