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youngboy never broke again – i heard كلمات اغاني

[intro]
woah (k4producedit)
woah, woah, woah, woah (skeeo, this sh_t crazy, fool)
say, your homeboy, he a joker
ya heard me?
six in the mornin’ (free my brother)
i say, look, ayy, this lil top, n_gga (ya heard me?)
my team in the hood die ’bout me (you already know i get dirty)
look, look

[chorus]
look, i’m up at six in the mornin’
i told my b_tch, “pull up on me”
i heard them hitters, they on me
ma, i’m not sleepin’ for nothin’
creep up and run down on somethin’
i heard they say that they thuggin’
i heard they said i was p_ssy, i say, don’t try me for nothin’ (i heard)
i heard a p_ssy n_gga got hit up with that bl!ck, he couldn’t do sh_t, wasn’t with that sh_t (i heard)
i heard a n_gga got swerved on, he was with his b_tch, that ho got hit
i heard— last breath comin’ from that b_tch (i heard, i heard)

[verse]
i heard you don’t like me, i don’t like you neither, n_gga
how the f_ck you claim you wan’ fight me? b_tch, i’m a k!ller
all white tee, some nike slippers, and a pistol, i’m too realer
most nights five, i don’t even sleep behind my motherf_ckin’ n_gga
they been rappin’, i’ma zip ’em
put that on dave, take off his face
look in his eyes, how i was raised
i’m on frontline inside these days
yeah, b_tch, bang your gang ’cause i know i’m gon’ do the same
come sn_tch my chain, i’ll bust your brain
shoot up your whole funeral in vain, b_tch
mama, i weigh just like a hundred pounds, somehow i still been stayin’ strong
unhealthy in this sh_t, i been gettin’ wealthy in this sh_t
i got a wife, at night, she hold me down, but if my money up, then gone
i’m gon’ be back up in the north, i barely made it out that b_tch
i say, ooh, yeah, put sh_t on the news
drop sh_t with that chopstick, let the b_tch hit, go boom
they ain’t tell you i pop sh_t, tell ’em go watch the news
and i say, ooh, come on, huh, put sh_t on the news
dirty thirty, this my stick, pop sh_t, can’t move
b_tch, i’m pullin’ up with that mop stick, bullets flyin’ out the room
i have ’em swing back, they do sh_t dirty, can’t trust ’em, they keep me worried
cutthroat ’em, they all deserve it, i say, f_ck ’em, i say, f_ck ’em
i see them plottin’, they throw, i curve it
i just sit back, watch, i observe it
i, i see these b_tch n_ggas, they claimin’ that they love me
i held it down from top to bottom
these hoes be laughin’ at my trauma
i say, i got serious problems, i say, i wan’ k!ll somebody, b_tch
snaked by ones i love and it’s f_cked up, but ain’t your problem
look, i barely trust my mama, i say, i ain’t got n0body, b_tch
f_ck you, n_gga, i’ll k!ll you once and wish i could twice
tell ’em close they f_ckin’ mouth, they don’t know sh_t about my life
but a n_gga that i murked or a ho i did wrong or right
n_gga, i’m rich, so suck my d_ck, i don’t give a f_ck about no stripes
[chorus]
look, i’m up at six in the mornin’
i told my b_tch, “pull up on me”
i heard them hitters, they on me
ma, i’m not sleepin’ for nothin’
creep up and run down on somethin’
i heard they say that they thuggin’
i heard they said i was p_ssy, i say, don’t try me for nothin’ (i heard)
i heard a p_ssy n_gga got hit up with that bl!ck, he couldn’t do sh_t, wasn’t with that sh_t (i heard)
i heard a n_gga got swerved on, he was with his b_tch, that ho got hit
i heard— last breath comin’ from that b_tch (i heard, i heard)

[outro]
(k4producedit)

- youngboy never broke again

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