Letra de Letter To The North - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Turn me up, Dissan)

(BJ on one)

And I play Madden, ayy, I wan' play

I wan' bang, I wan' play Madden with my nigga Johnny Mac again

Ayy, fuck that (Oh), ayy

Ayy, tell 'em drive my Rolls-Royce back there in the dead end (Oh)

Ayy, tell 'em, ayy (Oh)

See if my nigga back there

(D-Roc)

With that shit, it's strictly drama

Want a problem? Just tell me and I'll kill your mama, yeah

Fuck these niggas, they ain't my dog

Everybody be comin' 'round be benefitin' up off me

Tryna come up off me, I'll knock one of you bitches off

I hate the way you bitches talk, just close your fuckin' mouth

I ain't never comin' back and you mad I made it out that Nawf

You shouldn't want me to ever come back, lowdown dirty clown, stay the fuck from 'round

That ain't no Haley in that big Benz my BM ridin' 'round

I done seen Busta hustle, get it in, and watched him fall down

Seein' him go hard for his girl than any nigga been around

That's a real nigga, I ain't never changin', he know how she slept around

I'll put a nigga in the trunk like Willie T, bitch

Make your nigga like that mad, he'll fuck a man and fuck his bitch

I say I miss Big Catalog and Deadeye, real G shit

Mr. Reezie, know I bought them stolen cars for to creep with

I been thinkin' 'bout Big Booley, nigga, yeah

I don't think 'bout Kirk, and I know it feel cruel, nigga

I idolize niggas like Johnny Mac

Shit, but tell Big Grim that I ain't never been a fool, nigga

I'm comin' back like I returned and left for dead

If you in that Nawf, made a statement 'bout my nails, I know who said, and I ain't forgettin' it

I'm gon' kill ya, you gon' get it, bitch

Y'all done watched me break in houses all night, stood up on that block tryna make it out them trenches, nigga

Ayy, see, my uncle called Beanie

I wanna make a five-thousand bet 'cause I could see the Lakers winnin'

Nigga, you better have my respect

Any nigga comin' from out my set need a check, nigga, hit me up

All Booley gotta do is tell me tie my shoes, I'm loadin' up

I'ma heal that pain for you, nigga

You my uncle best friend, I'll slang for you, nigga, yeah

You a big nigga, I put them diamonds on you, nigga, yeah

Tell 'em 'bout that mountain, how you mobilin' up on they ass, it's dumb

I'm missin' Kenny, we'll meet again in New York

That boy caught that big charge, came home, I've been hidin' from him

'Cause I know that's one nigga if we got a problem

It's gon' be a big war 'cause he know my admitted mama

Grandma died, was trauma, now I'm strictly drama

Sherhonda, can you please send ten to Doody mama? Huh, huh

Birdman, huh, drink a Boone Farm with you, nigga

I'll put that chopper on somethin'

Putin, they don't know nothin' 'bout us

Our family, I swear we came up strugglin'

Fuck 'em all

And if you fuck with us, then we fuckin' with y'all

See, I ain't standin' 'round right now

Take a shot or somethin' if you don't fuck with somethin'

Nigga, we showed everybody love

They told me how my grandma got a minivan and took all the kids from the hood to Disney World

How you don't love us? Huh, uh, uh

Everybody raise your hand if you from that Nawf and we are together

I think 'bout Beezy, think 'bout BBall, huh, huh, huh

I think 'bout Keisha, think bout Ms. Rita

Deetra, I don't forget about none of y'all

I've been tryna find myself and get my whole life together

Oh, oh

I'm sorry for all the people out our section we done lost

And I'm sorry for all our people in our section in that Nawf

Can't make it out, it's hard, and I can't help out all y'all

Gen with Kenny Red like every day, that used to be my dog

This for my nigga Keedie, I promise one day you gon' ball

I'll put that chopper on somethin'

Putin, they don't know nothin' 'bout us

Our family, I swear we came up strugglin'

Fuck 'em all

And if you fuck with us, then we fuckin' with y'all

Oh

This for my nigga Hamp

Watch out, wham, believe that

Watch out, wham

You ain't gon' fuck with the Hamp, nigga

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