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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Demario Priester
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All of my **** some shooters, most of 'em, they be trappin
Ain't no pretending, we live like this, no acting
Better watch all of your friends, 'cause **** be hatin'
The minute they feel like they know you, they'll try to play you
But I'm ready for anything
Strapped with that burner every time I'm rollin'
City to city, just me and my shorty
Try sellin' me dreams, I ain't never bought 'em
Livin' life on the edge, now we start to fall in
[Verse 2]
They gave up on a ****, you know what I mean
Since younger than this, I been chasing my dream
On XXL, but not the magazine
Locked in that cell, missed a lot of things
Thinkin' bout to take over the game
I gotta make my way outta the ring
My heart full of hatred, my chest full of pain
[Verse 3]
Four deep in the whip, while we trap out the range
We up in BR, took a break from the stage
My **** tryna figure out what I made
For my chain, they don't know what I paid
I ain't have no money, I remember them days
Come run up on me, you get hit with the K
These **** hatin' and I know that they fake
If you don't like me, don't come smile in my face
[Verse 4]
You don't like me, don't come smile in my face
Ain't no waiting, I'ma up let it spray
I'm just waitin' on a **** to play
Keep it on me when I'm up in the A
Could you touched anywhere, any day
**** better stay the fuck out my way
[Verse 5]
All of my **** some shooters, most of 'em, they be trappin
Ain't no pretending, we live like this, no acting
Better watch all of your friends, 'cause **** be hatin'
The minute they feel like they know you, they'll try to play you
But I'm ready for anything
Strapped with that burner every time I'm rollin'
City to city, just me and my shorty
Try sellin' me dreams, I ain't never bought 'em
Livin' life on the edge, now we start to fall in
[Verse 6]
I ain't know what to think, now I know what to call it
Ain't got no regrets, you know that I'm faultless
Try sellin' me dreams, I ain't never bought 'em
I'm tryna figure out why the fuck is he callin'
I caught myself when I had started fallin'
It's up with me, yeah, you know it's retarded
Shake bake, bitch, you know that I thought it
And I'm knowin' that you see how I'm ballin'
[Verse 7]
I know that my baby mama's fed up with
I know that my **** steppin' with me
You dissin', but no, you ain't fuckin' with me
You **** need to try to catch up with me
We confisticating money and stackin'
You **** ain't bought it, you all actin'
You know that my **** they still trappin'
You run up on me, bitch, we all clap
[Verse 8]
Smashing round through the Cali streets
Valentinos, all on my feet
Chasin' money I ain't worried 'bout beef
Wanna book me? Then hit up fee
None of that shit mean nothin' to me
All my **** know what up with me
Negotiate, put it in front of me
He say what? Bitch, you know that he's done with me
[Verse 9]
All of my **** some shooters, most of 'em, they be trappin
Ain't no pretending, we live like this, no acting
Better watch all of your friends, 'cause **** be hatin'
The minute they feel like they know you, they'll try to play you
But I'm ready for anything
Strapped with that burner every time I'm rollin'
City to city, just me and my shorty
Try sellin' me dreams, I ain't never bought 'em
Livin' life on the edge, now we start to fall in
Written by: Kentrell DeSean Gaulden