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[Intro] (Pipe that shit up, TnT) You gettin’ me, D-Will? Yeah They know who I am [Chorus] I ain’t have no choice, I jumped off the porch, dope wasn’t right, huh Keep that red flag, tote that thirty pole, plus he right, huh He ain’t never know that they wasn’t his type, but he know now He say fuck these hoes, niggas die on sight, they get rolled out He say get that money, spend that money, stack that shit up, yeah, yeah Juggin’ back, bet that, this four hundred grand, correct that I won’t talk, I pulled up lookin’, where that check at? I told ’em bet that and cash out on the rest, yeah [Verse 1] I pull up icy from my fuckin’ head to teeth (Head to teeth) I don’t speak, you see murder when I blink I’m in that Rolls with that gang out on the street These pussy ass niggas gon’ sing, they try takin’ somethin’ from me I done ran a check up, I go promise I won’t hurt no more Straight out that North, that’s on my boy, I never trust no ho Before I run, I stop, pop out

[Chorus] Be with the one who love you (This Vade on the keys) I think he could treat you better I ain’t got no trust, that’s why I thug you When I know I should do better, when I know I should be better, I do better Let me love you in my own way, that’s from a distance I said “Fuck you,” I was on them drugs and I was trippin’ I can’t be for you ’cause I’m not for no one, but like no one, I’ll be there for you I’ma have your back and blow my strap just like a thug do [Verse 1] Ayy, hit my phone if that pussy nigga rough you Make ’em bump it down with them cutters when we come through Your lil’ nigga ’til the end, baby, I can’t never dump you When you can’t make it to your friends, baby, I’m the one you run to I’m high, if you could, then look me in my eyes, baby Don’t tell no lies, baby, don’t come out in disguise, baby You feeling dude, he turn you up, I’m on the side, baby I’m just thinkin’, is it that I’m crazy? I’m completely out of my mind, baby We tote four

[Intro] (Mommy, India got the beats) [Verse 1] I just flew the private out to LA, come and meet me (Come and meet me) And once you land, you better be glad to see me (Glad to see me) Why you can’t jump on top of me? I don’t wan’ hear nan’ reason (Nan’ reason) This brand-new ring make me feel like I won a whole season You supposed to make me feel like a king without it on Brand new Chanel, put it on Ayy, fuck that (Ayy, put it on) You gon’ make me go buy a new G-Wagen for your fine ass Fuck your friends, you better be in ‘fore I get home, oh Mmh, mmh, hittin’ it from behind, in your spine, take that, yeah We went plenty of times in the ride Fuck these skeezers, she gon’ ride like my guys (She in there with who?) Pullin’ up, bitch, you in here, come outside Pack your bags, we gon’ board the G5 I’m tryna join the mile high club, just you and me Thank Most High I got a girl to take me from the streets You the one I want, baby, you the one I need [Chorus] Steady t

[Intro] Daytrip took it to ten (Hey) [Verse 1] Huh, ball, lil’ nigga, tell me what the bank says And I think that the Rollie gon’ hit harder with the gold face If shawty bad, she don’t need no man, then she OK I’m on his ass, bullets comin’ fast if he owe me I’m on it (Top), I seek it, you got it (Got), beat it She gon’ heal my soul, bleed on the beat We can’t hide it, we been slangin’ iron in the streets With my niggas dyin’ ’bout me, screamin’ murder, throwin’ them B’s I took it to another level, follow, you breathe I’m hurtin’ on another level, this is all on me Shawty, right before the night fall a hold on me Soon as the lights down, don’t sleep Me and my niggas lookin’ for the scene [Chorus] Who want it? Fuck who makin’ more money Run it up, but it ain’t help nothin’, no If I ain’t with my brothers then I’m all on my own I was runnin’ from the pain and I’m the one who they chose This shit ain’t ever make me change, I’m a rider Grew up with them shottas

[Intro] (Dubba-AA flexin’) (Mm, Statik on the track) (David Tell ‘Em) [Verse] Nigga playin’ ’round with that dope, we send him straight through and fell I go post up in the North, I’m on the block causing hell I tell my dude lock down that corner, don’t give a fuck ’bout no 12 ‘Cause once them bitches lock us up, soon as we touch, we jump bail (This is the sound) And this the strap, soon as I came back, tryna take back what’s mine Don’t give a fuck ’bout where you from, you tote that flag, you a slime I’m smokin’ pine, I’m totin’ that iron, it’s every time that I’m slidin’ I spent my last to calm my nerves, this bitch wan’ play with my mind I ain’t got no time just for the jokes ’cause my big bro doin’ time Bitch throw four suits up on the floor and I can flow you a rhyme I come through swervin’, gettin’ dirty with them sticks in the ride Plus I’m servin’ some shit you could cut ’bout four or three times I take my lick the first time, now watch I jump on a slab I’ma

[Intro] (Mommy, India got the beats) Northside (I’m ready to go home right now) Rich, where the drank at, fool? (I ain’t take one out the top, nigga, I’m known to take one out, bitch) [Verse 1] I-10 spinnin’ and I swerve on the block (Northside, skrrt, skrrt) I got youngins on the corner strapped with Glocks watchin’ for opps Got plenty shooters, got plenty guns, how many drugs? I’d say a lot Reporting live, and bitch, you in here with Lil Top Who they fuck they thought this was? We ain’t moving no cars Bitch, this me out here (It’s me) He can try and that nigga gon’ die, go to playin’ with them rods We gon’ put him to sleep out here (Bah) Old snake ass hoes, nigga know that they fuck with them boys They ain’t ‘posed to be out here I’m slime, see straight green out here 4KTrey, bitch, we deep out here Gon’ make her take her top off Make her get straight out her body I’ma get that nigga knocked off You’d do the same if you knew ’bout it Hold on, wait, and blow the

[Intro] BJ on the beat boy God damn, BJ with another one [Chorus] These niggas ain’t seen me when I jumped out, they just seen all these diamonds I hope I motivate your soul Fuck who ain’t feelin’ me, ain’t no gettin’ rid of me My money long, life should be balanced once I’m gone Makin’ sure it don’t stop This life of a young hard knock I bet they wishin’ they ain’t leave me now I wish my grandmother could see me now, ’cause I say I’m that nigga now [Verse 1] And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no runnin’ the block I remember times that I was cryin’, you would tell me to stop You knew the times when I was high just from the look in my eye I know that you the main reason that I’m shinin’ right now I say the hood still the same See Nicky old house, start thinkin’ ’bout lil’ Dave I look next door and I don’t see Miss Annie-May I can’t be standin’ out here too long ‘fore we start hearin’ them K’s I’ma turn the page He say he know her, I said they didn’t know We gon’ go aroun

[Intro] Who made this? (Ooh, ah) This Vade on the keys [Chorus] So I guess you ain’t just think about me I got feelings, too Why you cuttin’ up? Why these people ’round me? I don’t know why that you doin’ I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away So I had to just go (Had to just go) When we first met, never knew I would feel this way (I ain’t know) And this you never ain’t know (But you know now) [Verse 1] And ever since that I was young you been on side me No two-three, I don’t ride cheap These hoes came, abducted me Try hard just for the hype Ain’t think that you would fuck with me, back then I was nobody You was fuckin’ on that dude and his brother spent my brother body, ooh, ooh It’s a cold story I can’t believe the fact you never told me We throw out summers, we don’t be outnumbered, me and my brothers roll deep You ain’t no different from that bitch, that’s what exact you showed me [Chorus] So I guess you ain’t just think about me (So I guess you ai

Ten Talk By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Ayy, hello? (Who is this?) I just got off the phone with DDawg (Not gonna say) Ayy, you keep bein’ stuck up in your ways, you gon’ fall, time (G------, n----, [?]) Man, I know that s---, n---- Yeah, don’t know, ayy, pull up, though I ran up that money so muthafuckin’ high Ayy, I swear to God I could stop rappin’ now N----, I don’t give a f--- about what you think, b---- I can’t take the clean route, I’m G’d up They talk down, I’m rich now, lil’ n----, I can head home Fresh up outta cell block and fill up an arena I’m turnt up, you try and get your face blown I’m smokin’ on doja, I pull up rollin’ on some ignant s--- Know the opp get blown, police pull us over, b----, get rid of it M--------- them shows, Iain’t leavin’ my home, b----, I’m really rich And I’m so caught up in my ways I tend to all that s--- Opp, 750 from the bank and they say, “G------” I ain’t gotta walk and I just call, they know who I am Pics on Instagram, an

Artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Album: Still Flexin, Still Steppin Genre: HipHop & Rap RIP Lil Phat Knocked Off Lil Top Red Eye Fine By Time Suited Panamera How You Want It Long RD Okay Bat Man Call Me Late Gun Smoke Bad Bad No Understand

RIP Lil Phat By YoungBoy Never Broke Again RIP Lil Phat (Lil Trouble made the beat, he only had to play it once) Ooh that b---- turnt up, what you on? What you on? What you talkin’ ’bout, Zo? What you tryna do, huh? You act like, you act like you ain’t been a gangster B----, you know I been a gangster, yeah You ain’t even gotta turn me up like that, boy, yeah You know what’s happenin’ with me, free DDawg, ain’t nobody safe Let’s go Rollin’ off them pills, steady spinnin’, b----, I’m rollin’ Tryna pop a n---- cap, that’s off the flat, they be controllin’ If them n----- get to poppin’, then just know he got it on him I ain’t gotta point ’em out, my n----- get him if I want him Hold on, yeah, I’m in a zone, yeah My n----- rollin’ off them pills to get you gone, yeah And b----, I been that, I’m still is, so watch your tone, yeah Bust your f-----’ dome, yeah, send your a-- home, yeah N----, ain’t no temptin’ me, watch me do my murder dance 30 Glock up in his pants, f--

Lil Top By YoungBoy Never Broke Again (Khris James, what the f---? G------, VJ with another one) Let’s go Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo We finna step up, yeah (Mmh, that Lil Top) Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah I’m really Top, really, I’m really Top, yeah I’m really Top, hey, I’m really Top, yeah I don’t want that top, yeah, it’s on, lil’ n---- I cut off my day ones for the win (Win) I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can’t see in (Skrrt) Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in Not even close with family, why the f--- would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil’ n----) Let’s go F--- the ones who talkin’, b----, I’m lit, alright (Alright) A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent I’m on that 20K, nobody tell me s---, I’m slime (I’m slime) B---- cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look Pistol totin’ while swervin’ in a Rolls-Royce, yeah Just send my million through an invoice (Let’s go, let’s go) I spend plenty blue face racks on s---

Red Eye By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh, ohh) I’m a real, I’m a real I’m a real good slime I’ma ride that red eye (Red eye) like a demon Stack that money ’til I can’t no more (No more) We be robbin’ and schemin’ (On God), oh Lord How long would it be until this pain gon’ go? Straight from bottom, blow a bag on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that Got plenty money, but I had to jump up out my bag I stayed down lately, shawty, I’d die for you F--- that s--- that he be talkin’, did he ride for you? I jeopardize and send my brothers ‘fore to slide for you And every n---- ’round me willing ‘fore to die for you Who you judgin’? I come up straight from the gutter We done struggled, me and my brothers had no one but each other I can buy a hatchback, but can’t buy my family back, my life nothin’ I want my Ni back, but I’m caught up with these hoes and I’m thuggin’ I’ma ride that red eye (Red eye) like a dem

How You Want It By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Even though I want them n----- dead, that’s all (Yeah, for sure) Nah, for real though I’m all alone and I’m thinking ’bout you How you feel (Slatt) I say, you gotta tell me what you don’t like I might do it a couple times again, but I’ll get it right Tell me how you want it, baby (Tell me how you want it, baby) I said tell me how you feel (I said tell me how you feel) Don’t let this s--- be ’bout no money, baby (Don’t let this s--- be ’bout no money) All you do is keep it real (All you do is keep it real) I’m goin’ insane, ain’t askin’ no main ’cause that s--- lame And I’m tired of playing games, if you want me, then make a change ‘Cause all this back and forth s---, it done brought too much of pain F--- all them hoes I f--- with, I want you to be my main, I’m just sayin’ Xanax, Percocet, and plus that lean Got me acting all type of ways, make you think s--- that it don’t seem I got hoes screamin’ my name wherever I’m st

Long RD By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Yung Lan on the track Truly pay best Yeah-eah, uh, uh I, oh, oh, oh, I, oh, oh, oh Took it to ten and another level Screamin’, “F--- all that love,” steady runnin’ it up Let her get me caught up, I’ll never let her When they see me pull up in that double R truck, they’ll never just think that I been a felon They would think all this fame what brought all the pain, been dealin’ with this since I was eleven I’m at odds with his man ’cause I took off his brain And I’m steady flexin’ and steppin’ I just went bought a new coupe I ain’t feelin’ no pressure, cash out on a Lam’ Won’t be no comparin’ between me and you Since sixteen, young n---- been rich N---- just turned twenty, still havin’ this s--- F--- everybody hatin’, I’m as real as it gets Leave my sons with this money, I throw out the pitch (I got you forever, lil’ n----) On a long road (Long road) I ain’t tryna find my way home (I ain’t tryna find my way home) I believe I

Okay By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Mommy, India got the beats I know my last track probably gave you lockjaw (Lilkdubb) Don’t want smoke, b---- a-- n---- Look I pulled up with my diamonds on TG if you need a lesson You should head home, baby girl, if you’re stressin’ I’m smokin’ on that strong, you could miss me with that mess, b---- She won’t leave me ‘lone, turn my phone off, ain’t no textin’ She said she got the drop, okay, uh, okay We had pulled up with the mopstick, p---- n----, said, “Obey” Shawty Y ridin’ with that fire, okay, okay Think it’s time to leave you ‘lone, bust his head with that chrome, yeah Okay, what you on, n----? I just popped a flat and I been rollin’ since this mornin’, n---- Pistol, thirty strap is on my lap, I put it on a n---- Play and you gon’ die, and believe me, boy, you’re not the only n---- Boy, you should’ve known this, n---- Pull up with them cutters to standoff, yeah (P----, baow), yeah Aimin’ at your mama, or your sister, dadd

Bat Man By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Dubba-AA flex Mm, Statik On The Track (Baby, come on) Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin’ big stacks Had to tell that b---- to watch her hands, push yo’ s--- back I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can’t miss that I know you see the way these diamonds dance Crack the seal on that dope and pour a four up You got the opp, I got the Backwood, get you rolled up And life cold, my n---- died today, that’s cold, huh? Trey-balling, n---- a-- ain’t with the strap watch how he fold up B----, you ain’t gon’ fold nothin’, one thing you know is up with me I got nothin’ but killers on the line they all stuck with me F--- the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon’ bust for me Run up, that’s when all you n----- dyin’, you think ’bout touching me These n----- shootin’ s--- luckily B----, this ain’t no luck, n----, we get close, bust the fire No shooting from a distance, we gon’ zip ’em, you just pull outside

Call Me Late By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Mommy, India got the beats How you wan’ do it? I’m a thug, n----, I came in influenced And I’m spreadin’ it ’til they influence, n---- But look here, I’ma pop your top Police pulled me over, I was swervin’, smokin’ dope Knew I was finna go, I was clutchin’ on a dirty pole And shawty be on fleek, hair down to her toes All them b------ froze when I jumped from out from that Rolls (Big Slime, ayy) Let’s go, uh Baby, call me later, I ain’t got no time (I ain’t got no time) I been chasin’ money right now (Right now) Pull up, let that Draco bust at everybody (At everybody) My youngins suicidal, tryna catch a body (Pow, pow) Hardbody (Hard) Get a Xan and pop it, I got money in my pocket I got thirty in this rocket, n----, uh, make me pop it Runnin’ from these hoes and they caught me My life on froze, can’t be on the road But you know that real n----- capitalize off anything I’m tryna take his soul, we catch him, we blow All t

Gun Smoke By YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lil Neal on the track, so you know the beat retar- Ayy, Chris, what you on, bro? Gimme a joke What you on, bro? (Doin’ s---, back when I was doin’ this s---), hah Ayy, it’s YoungBoy (I ain’t on s---) You already know me, alright, I ain’t on s---, n---- I’m on that same s---, gang s--- Murder gang, big boolin’ s--- (Boolin’ s---) Smokin’ dope on some coolin’ s--- (Coolin’ s---) Don’t tell me to go f--- with it N----, if you don’t want do this s--- Tell me how you won’t do this s--- FN, Glock, MAC-10s Comin’ at me on no foolish s--- (B----) Pullin’ in, we spray ’em then (Lay it on) N----- steady chokin’ from our gun smoke (Pop-pop) These n----- start to runnin’ when my gun blow (Pop-pop) This s--- can go each way, we gon’ let it blow (Pop-pop) Pull up, choppers at your throat (Pop), knockin’ at your door I roll like Ox, we gon’ have some problems (Yeah) P---- n---- who won’t do it with the dotta, yeah Whack s---, spray this

No Understand By YoungBoy Never Broke Again This Vade on the keys I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw (Lilkdubb) Watch me burn before you b------ show me love Ain’t no wrong or rights, I can’t tell you how it was But I can tell you I was born to be a thug Don’t nobody understand when your hand out Feel the breeze, nowhere to sleep or to run and hide Unthoughtful game, they don’t see the pain when lookin’ in your eyes I’m a bloody man, I don’t feel shame for all them n----- dyin’ Holdin’ on to my name with nothin’ to claim, when through the night, I’m cryin’ These b------ lyin’, let’s face the fact Them bullets flyin’, let’s talk ’bout that Couldn’t grab my strap, BaBa shot back I feel the pain of the innocent When I did my time, I ain’t feel nothin’ It was for that man who was heaven-sent For that child who was great, she wasn’t supposed to deal with this s--- I’m with the s---, point that Draco at your head (B----, what up?) But it don’t mean nothin’ wh