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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Dre Musiq
Dre Musiq
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart
Aaron Lockhart
Songwriter
Dennis Neal
Dennis Neal
Songwriter
Deondre Davis
Deondre Davis
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer
Louie Bandz
Louie Bandz
Producer
Dre Musiq
Dre Musiq
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Miss Alinda How you doin', pretty lady? Slime, I'm fine, I'm coolin', I ain't on shit Louie Bandz Made Another One I just overcame some shit, and man I'm feelin' so better (I'm feelin' so better) And I ain't trippin' 'bout a thing, because I noticed I'm special Last relationship I was in, it ain't work out, I'm too selfish Social media got my name wrong It's time that I settle (this is the sound) 'Cause I'm a gangster, baby, tell me, can you love a thug? (Hey, can you love a thug?) And everybody bangin', we be crankin' every time it's up (crank, bang) And if I show her off, I know it's good, nobody real as her (oh yeah) 'Cause you know that I'd do anything just to have your love 'Cause baby, I've been trippin' lately, weed got me concentrated That lean got me with several faces You don't like how I've been actin' lately Don't know why I led her on 'cause deep inside, I don't want nobody But if I don't man-up, that shit only leave me humiliated And you can do better, no, I don't want no problems instigated You want somethin' different, well, let me say I ain't that nigga, baby 'Cause you can upgrade from any person or situation You get through that stage, you could avoid all the confrontations My baby mama trippin', if you fuck with me, don't fuck with that You say it's fuckin' with you, tell me how if I let go of that You let people live they life What make them happy, you should go with that 'Cause I'ma do my shit, now that I'm up I'm never going back 'Cause I know that I tried, I confessed to all them lies (oh, oh-ah) I'm forever on the rise, I got killers on my side (oh, oh-ah) If you look me in my eyes, you can notice that I'm tired (oh, oh, oh) 'Cause I'm trying to capitalize But it's the same shit every time (every time) You need advice, if that's your nigga and y'all fight You don't walk out for a thing (you don't walk off for a thing) If that's your friend, that's to the end It ain't no reason to change (it ain't no reason to change) Up in that North, where I reside, forever reppin' my gang I never asked for none of this, I never wanted a thing Never gave a fuck 'bout what they felt, I was loyal to myself (loyal to myself) Vest up on my chest, gun by my belt, I play what I was dealt (I'm not out the dealt) Cheat on who you with, you don't need them, you only need yourself (need yourself) That don't make you a ho, if you go fuck 'round with somebody else Don't let nobody tell you that, do want I want, you do what you can (yeah) Won't be a part of what they goin', I guess I'm less than a man (yeah-yeah) Not postin' shit 'bout how I feel, my feelings up in the sand (uh-uh, ah) When they come out, they probably stunt, like he just up, left and ran (oh yeah) Nigga, you a king, they bow down to the throne Baby, you a queen, you've been doin' it on your own Oh yeah, oh, Miss Alinda, where you at? I need your help, I got some demons by my bed Oh, Miss Alinda, tell me how to beat the system Oh, Miss Alinda, come and help me kill these niggas Miss Alinda, it ain't no love for my type of niggas Miss Alinda, it was a symbol, somethin' to do with rituals (oh yeah) Stupid bitch say he gon' kill me, catch him, it's a go (bitch, what up?) I'm with some niggas, I ain't with beefin', catch 'em, they gon' blow (baow, baow) Remember all that shit you said, I drew down at the store And told you, "I'ma bust your head, don't do that shit no more" And I just bought a brand new 'Vette, with that room on the dash And I just came up with a plan, bitch, I'll turn up on your ass (turn up on a bitch) And I just bought a brand new Patek, every diamond look like glass (shine) And I can shoot that .30 steady, I'ma burn a nigga ass (I'ma burn a nigga ass) Nigga, you a king, they bow down to the throne Baby, you a queen, you've been doin' it on your own (this is the sound) Oh yeah, oh, Miss Alinda, where you at? I need your help, I got some demons by my bed Oh, Miss Alinda, tell me how to beat the system Oh, Miss Alinda, come and help me kill these niggas Miss Alinda, it ain't no love for my type of niggas Miss Alinda, it was a symbol, somethin' to do with rituals
Writer(s): Writer Unknown, Kentrell Gaulden, Deondre Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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