Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Braxton
Performer
Cameron
Performer
Dre Musiq
Performer
Dubba-AA
Performer
Louie Bandz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart Jr.
Songwriter
Braxton Troxel
Songwriter
Cameron Hubler
Songwriter
Dennis Neal
Songwriter
Deondre Davis
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Dre Musiq
Producer
Dubba-AA
Producer
Louie Bandz
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Braxton Troxel
Producer
Cameron Hubler
Producer
Lyrics
Louie Bandz made another one
Dubba-AA flexing
Ayo, that's Dre
Red B.B. belt 'cause I'm a bloody stepper
Self-made artist, leave a stain on whoever
I'm startin' to think I should just go, we ain't been gettin' no better
Tell me a lie, I'll blow the brains out the reverend
This Is The Sound
Inside my cup must be the devil
'Cause the demon always come out me all a sudden
Inside the bank, it's been a murder scene
'Cause when I walked out, they had blood on that money
I'm talkin' somethin' beyond the sky what I'm gon' aim for
Pull up on the side, let that thing blow
Tryna heal my pain with that drank, fuck around and take my soul
Four wheel drive, swervin' in the rain like it can't
Pray a hundred mill' come and all this fame go
Soon as you change on me, you turn to ash like charcoal
Lose feelings through the night, I'm startin' to think my heart broke
Know they givin' up, see they switchin' up, everythin' gettin' old
Caught 'em breakin' in, known to kick doors, we ain't never picked codes
Kicked in, slime me in, oh, now my wrist froze
She run down, I lift her up, she gone, I don't know where she go
Cemetery lifestyle, I'm makin' sure the casket closed
.40 on me right now, I step on that bitch on my own
Clear the scene, time to leave, leave the boat, overload
Couldn't barely breathe, get off me, too much lean, time to go
They gon' count me in anyway, what the fuck you tryna time me for?
The RT wait, I dubbed the eight, my brother though
Red B.B. belt 'cause I'm a bloody stepper
Self-made artist, leave a stain on whoever (Leave a stain)
I'm startin' to think I should just go, we ain't been gettin' no better
Tell me a lie, I'll blow the brains out the reverend (I'ma blow the brains out the reverend)
Inside my cup must be the devil
'Cause the demon always come out me all a sudden
Inside the bank, it's been a murder scene
'Cause when I walked out, they had blood on that money
Soon as you change on me, you turn to ash like charcoal
Lose feelings through the night, I'm startin' to think my heart broke
Know they givin' up, see they switchin' up, everythin' gettin' old
Caught 'em breakin' in, known to kick doors, we ain't never picked codes
Kicked in, slime me in, oh, now my wrist froze
She run down, I looked up, she gone, I don't know where she go
Cemetery lifestyle, I'm makin' sure the casket closed
.40 on me right now, I step on that bitch on my own
Written by: Aaron Lockhart Jr., Braxton Troxel, Cameron Hubler, Dennis Neal, Deondre Davis, Kentrell Gaulden, Writer Unknown