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youngboy never broke again – i ain’t hiding كلمات اغاني

[intro]
probably in yo city, yeah

[verse 1]
private number call my phone say that i’ma k!ll ya
i told that n-gg- i ain’t hiding, i’m probably in yo city
i keep it with me, pull up on me and sh-t gone get wicked
all this sh-t these n-gg-s doing i swear that i don’t feel them
11 thousand ’round my neck and that’s just up in chains
10 bands up in my pocket fresh up out the bank
you ain’t my roun p-ssy n-gg-, you don’t feel my pain
this sh-t i spit on tracks straight facts
it ain’t a f-cking game
it ain’t a song that i write i don’t think about dave
i walk on stage, thousand people screamin’ my name
he probably think i owed him something
i don’t owe him a thing (nah)
b-tch, you gone make me show you something
you go against the grain
send my n-gg-s to bust you up since you think that i’m playing
one night we hit two back to back
like n-gg- what you sayin’? (n-gg- what you sayin’?)
i cut the barrel, make it short, got that from ‘cross the track
catch you slippin’ down bad and we gone bust your -ss (bust your -ss)
my og say ’cause you’ll shoot that don’t make you a man
it’s how you play your hand or react when you in that jam (jam)
this for my n-gg-s dead and gone and the ones in the can
i’ma forever hold it down, forever take a stand

[chorus]
you say you looking for me, n-gg-?
i ain’t hiding ’bout it
drop yo nuts and play with me, get touched
i could bet 5 on it
that’s on my mama, all us ’bout that drama (b-tch, we slanging iron ’bout it)
reppin’ like you step, we really spare (these n-gg-s lying ’bout it)
50 round choppa for whoever want it
you know how we comin’
run up on ya, put this b-tch up on ya, put this b-tch up on ya
sh-t get gutta, gotta stay up on it
never know who out to get ya
better watch yo homies

[verse 2]
wake up every morning tryna get a dollar (dollar)
when you down and ain’t got nothing
they ain’t got no holla
gotta get this sh-t for my lil’ boys
gotta get it for my mama
you better not short me out my money
i want every dollar (or else)
i’ma bust yo f-cking head ’cause i don’t play that
we gone load up with them cuttas
we gone swerve where you stay at
can’t keep hitting the block like this, youngboy
too many people on that
i don’t give a motherf-ck
ain’t stopping ’til i get my sh-t back (believe that)
n-gg- said spin again when the sun down
all night we gone wait ’til he come out
see his -ss, hop out on him with the glock out
what it is?
it’s a man down
where i’m from i was taught never stand down
once my youngin spin, believe i’m coming back around
suppressor on the front take away the sound (suppressor on the front take away the sound)

[chorus]
you say you looking for me, n-gg-?
i ain’t hiding ’bout it (i ain’t hide)
drop yo nuts and play with me, get touched
i could bet 5 on it
that’s on my mama, all us ’bout that drama (b-tch, we slanging iron ’bout it)
reppin’ like you step, we really spare (these n-gg-s lying ’bout it)
50 round choppa for whoever want it
you know how we comin’
run up on ya, put this b-tch up on ya, put this b-tch up on ya
sh-t get gutta, gotta stay up on it
never know who out to get ya
better watch yo homie

- youngboy never broke again

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