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youngboy never broke again – fuck the industry pt. 2 كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(berge always flexin’)
hah, ignorance

[verse 1]
top say, “f_ck these n_ggas all in the industry”
b_tch_ass n_ggas be cliquin’ up and thinkin’ they gon’ finish me
b_tch, i take these millions to get at you, it ain’t no gettin’ at me
b_tch, i send them hitters to hit at you, boy, don’t say sh_t to me
talked to drake ‘cross facetime, he wasn’t feelin’ me
told me that he f_ck with durk, d_mn, that sh_t gettin’ to me
told me that he like the sh_t i’m doin’, but can’t do sh_t with me
so when we cross our ways, f_ck what you say, b_tch, you my enemy
j a ho, that n_gga played it cold like he was gon’ do a feature
so i texted his line a muscle sign, i swear it’s gon’ be nice to meet you
p_ssy n_ggas tryna close the door
b_tch, you ain’t heard? back from baton rouge to that ‘nolia, we cutthroat
and we hate hoes
and b_tch, i’m soldiered down
might play you close, but don’t f_ck around
i just tried to pull that act off with them boys out that atlanta town, hold on
tats all on my sleeve, at night, can’t sleep, i barely eat, grew up in streets
b_tch, you ain’t never had to k!ll at just sixteen
you don’t compare to me and never ever up in life, we couldn’t compete
you wanna jump in beef and none of y’all wanna bang it out with yb
we k!ll security first and then you get your head bust inside the street
we probably burn a shirt, across it, it’ll be your face across that tee
[chorus]
hold on, so long they’ve been tryna x me
yeah, tell a b_tch, “hold on, get your roll on, gotta be ’bout that murder playin’ with me”
at night, my wife pray with me, these n_ggas ain’t stainin’ me
i say, oh, i just wanna get ’em gone
and i know when the rain pour, it could be me or either of them that’s gone

[verse 2]
so i’m ready, n_gga, with these millions, gettin’ at you b_tch n_ggas
you don’t deserve it anyway, you ain’t out that dirty anyway, so f_ck you, n_gga
tryna bring me pain, i ain’t do no ho sh_t in this game
like i ain’t a man, n_gga, what the f_ck y’all n_ggas sayin’? like i don’t bust brains
play with me, lil yachty mad about jt, f_ggot
b_tch, play with me, half of y’all ain’t got more money than me, b_tch, i’ve been stackin’
i done did more time than more time you n_ggas spent inside the trenches
ever had a n_gga beat your mama and now that you’re older, time to k!ll ’em?
or put your dirty clothes inside the pillowcase? you p_ssy n_gga
singers puttin’ tattoos across they face, f_ck wrong with these n_ggas?
usin’ hood n_ggas for to grow your face, b_tch, i see that, n_gga
n_gga, you a trick and that’s how you know you’ll never be known in the trenches
tryna think of somethin’ else just for to say, i hate you n_ggas
n_gga, bring your bold ass to salt lake, you a gangster, n_gga
go ask j. prince, i’ll k!ll your daddy, b_tch, i ain’t worried, n_gga
i got stunna with me and, b_tch, i got fee, that’s to get money with me
that hitter came way from new orleans, that split him in them apartments
so mr. rap boy, sh_t like that what got me as a target
don’t forget it, i paid them young n_ggas, word ’round, they claimin’ they gon’ k!ll me
i birthed you young n_ggas and, b_tch, i’m bound to k!ll an infant
[chorus]
hold on, so long they’ve been tryna x me
yeah, tell a b_tch, “hold on, get your roll on, gotta be ’bout that murder playin’ with me”
at night, my wife pray with me, these n_ggas ain’t stainin’ me
i say, oh, i just wanna get ’em gone
and i know when the rain pour, it could be me or either of them that’s gone

- youngboy never broke again

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