
youngboy never broke again - bad mornings lyrics
(intro)
i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all, i ain’t hurt, i ain’t hurt, at all, at all
on my soul (soul)
(verse 1)
blow, i can’t teach n_gga sh_t i can make it out em’ i ain’t need no tutor been advanced for the road doped up 2 or 3 tools for the show 40 on my t__th and 200 for my pole 300 for my car extra sneakers for the longest i be runnin’ to the money soon as it reach my phone i got nothin i wanna do better with my life but take nine catics, with my life collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most highest n_gga showin’ off got it took when he got it n_gga ran off tell me what you do ’bout it you don’t know off the dome sh_t (can’t write) with the glock whеn you see the kid on sight
(chours)
i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all, i ain’t hurt, i ain’t hurt, at all, at all
on my soul at all, at all, stay the same as my bankroll ridin’ round with my bros
(vеrse 2)
ridin’ in the maybach let’s go 10 m’s up n_gga let’s go he a dread head (mhmm) my bro leave him dead (let’s go) on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain (but it’s still come slow) try me hardest to put a smile on top of my main but it still can’t coupe
i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all , i ain’t hurt, i ain’t hurt, at all, at all on my soul (soul) ridin’ in the maybach let’s go 10 m’s up n_gga let’s go he a dread head (mhmm) my bro leave him dead (let’s go) on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain (but it’s still come slow) try me hardest to put a smile on top of my main but it still can’t coupe
(verse 1 again)
blow, i can’t teach n_gga sh_t i can make it out em’ i ain’t need no tutor been advanced for the road doped up 2 or 3 tools for the show 40 on my t__th and 200 for my pole 300 for my car extra sneakers for the longest i be runnin’ to the money soon as it reach my phone i got nothin i wanna do better with my life but take nine catics, with my life collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most highest n_gga showin’ off got it took when he got it n_gga ran off tell me what you do ’bout it you don’t know off the dome sh_t (can’t write) with the glock when you see the kid on sight
(verse 2 again)
ridin’ in the maybach let’s go 10 m’s up n_gga let’s go he a dread head (mhmm) my bro leave him dead (let’s go) on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain (but it’s still come slow) try me hardest to put a smile on top of my main but it still can’t coupe
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