Letra de Shotta Soul - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Damn, ayo Drum, play that bitch back)

Oh damn, let me tell you niggas 'bout most of the—

Most of the shit, and I say

(Danny got that juice)

Had some problems, but, that's what made me who I am today (Today)

They was tearin' me down, I ain't never break (I ain't never break)

Interrogation, I ain't never say

Nigga got hit up with that Drac' (Shh, pow, pow)

I'm from the 'hood, you break the rules, you got to pay (You got to pay)

I done made it on my own, say, "Amen" (Amen, Amen)

I'm protected everywhere I go (Mhm)

Free my brothers in the sprinter van

Fifty cent chip bags from the store

Now, a young nigga got hella bands

Bands, I'm so high that I won't never land

I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)

Say, "I love you" 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That's a fact)

Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back

But, she still around puttin' up with my ass

Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag

Put her ass on that

If I cop one, I'll buy multiple (Woah)

Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotta soul (Oh)

I don't talk, don't panic

Ride me like a rodeo (Oh)

Ohh

I know that you see I'm worse than before (Oh-oh)

But, If you mine, you'll stay on my side

Don't tell a nigga that can't take mine

Got way more money than I had before, oh

But, he don't value what you mean, now, I know

Now, you got to tell a nigga your time gone

My sons gone, my mind gone, they thinkin' that (They thinkin' that)

Young nigga rich like Richie

Rich like Rich The Kid, I pay the bills

I pay my mama bills, and the lawyer fees

For my bro', I'll probably sell the house

He say, "Murder fees," don't bring 'em me

Know I play for keeps, I knock some off (I knock some off)

Black Range truck, pull up sport, take off (Skrrt, skrrt, let's go)

Better not tell me shit, I'm inside my house

Told a bitch she better watch her mouth (Watch)

You know I'm a gangster

You know it ain't long 'til the day that they say I'ma die (Die)

Not a child, I don't cry

Just make sure I'm focused, I'm rollin' with sticks in the ride (Sticks in the ride)

And make sure I stack up my Ms for my child

You know that I ran up my Ms for my kids (Them racks)

I ain't seen my daughter or son in over a year and still don't know what I did (What I did)

Play games, nigga, I set the bait

Mask up, ride with my TEC to blame

If I got 'em, make sure I designer my kids

Lord know I grew up to Skechers

I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)

Say, "I love you" 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That's a fact)

Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back

But, she still around puttin' up with my ass

Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag

Put her ass on that

If I cop one, I'll buy multiple (Woah)

Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotta soul (Oh)

I don't talk, don't panic

Ride me like a rodeo (Oh, rodeo)

Ohh

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