Letra de Love Hate - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Alright, Brando)

(Brando— Brando the sickest, on God)

Yeah, nigga know what's goin' on, I'm million-dollar liquid, let's get shit

Lil Top, hold up

L-O-V-E, H-A-T-E

S, L, double-E, P, I won't go to sleep

B, double-E, F, you don't wanna beef

R-E-A-P, my past hauntin' me

Huh, I'm on that shit, you play with me, done

Play with YB, bitch, I'm gon' make you D-I-E, yeah (Ooh)

It's 4KT, nobody safe, you'll get stretched out in the street

And I'm too blessed to be this way, the devil, he don't fuck with me (Yeah, look)

I got a plan that I ain't sayin'

Since a child, I been a man

Sellin' dope, it look like tan

I'm whatever that you on, what you with, I'm with, I'll get him smashed

I don't want her 'round me in this bitch

You don't deserve this, no, I'm doin' bad, all bad, man (Hold on)

L-O-V-E, H-A-T-E

S, L, double-E, P, I won't go to sleep

B, double-E, F, you don't wanna beef

R-E-A-P, my past hauntin' me

I ain't lettin' go of my trauma, I can't do this shit without my mama

I'm who killed your partner, YoungBoy, I'm a motherfuckin' problem

I'm puttin' it in my body, it done fucked me up, it got me wildin'

What you want? I got it, these niggas don't fuck with me

Countin' my pockets, they countin' my pockets (Yeah)

I heard the FBI been blockin' (Uh)

They tryna catch me with this chopper

They just wanna put a mugshot on me (Yeah)

Jesus got a brand-new cross, for Him, my Bible

Now, bring your ho ass in the street, nigga

Without them, I wouldn't wan' be with ya

Bitch, I'm in Boozilla mode

This for my cousin who gone

I don't wanna rap, I wanna wrap you, bitch, I'ma walk your ass down (Down)

I don't pick and choose, I'ma clap you, bitch, this drum sound like the trombone

Hold up, I ain't tryna take you home, in here like my last night

Baby girl, I can't take you home (Ayy, ayy), 'cause you don't act right

I'm tryna make sure I could roll, baby

I been searchin' for my soul, daily

She wan' take me down, 'til it get found, I'm on my own, baby

Who the fuck love me? Lord, oh

Oh, it ain't too many 'round that I see ('Round that I see)

Up with your strap, I up right back

You playin' rugby (Comin' back)

If you got my back, and that's a fact, ain't worried 'bout nothin'

When it go bad, this shit get ugly (Shh)

Bleed, quick to make him bleed (We gon' blow somethin'), we gon' put the bitch to sleep

C's? All my niggas B's

Around with keepers, up, ya ceased (Blatt, blatt)

My mama love that Trackhawk, we come from a Jeep

Play with a stack, I'll knock your hat off, you know how we be

Yeah, my mata black, bandana on

Nigga, you a ho, you won't murder nothin'

You a motherfuckin' flunky

If you ain't killed nothin' 'bout yourself, you ain't wakin' up and chasin' money

A piece of shit, I hate myself, but make sure my wife want for nothin' (Nah)

That's a sixty-thousand chain that he keep breakin', wastin' money (Money)

I just wan' tell my daughter, "Hey," but I'm ashamed, I ain't nothin'

Don't need no gun, but I just wan' buy K's

You ain't with me, then fuck your pain

Behind me, come major pain

Bro leave one day, go board the train

L-O-V-E (Love), H-A-T-E (Hate, E)

S, L, double-E (E), P, I won't go to sleep (I've been up late, P, yeah)

B, double-E, F, you don't wanna beef (I won't be late)

R-E-A-P, my past hauntin' me (Yeah)

I'm out my motherfuckin' mind, yeah

D-A-V-E, bitch, Dave live with me

3800 Block, this Chippewa, yeah

You better fight, we grew up pinnin' shit with that iron (Ooh)

Boom

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