Lost Motives-Youngboy Never Broke Again
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Lost Motives - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Ay tell me when to go

I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw

Hey Lilkdubb

For the fall they been waitin' on me I know that's what they all say

Live it up they been hatin' on me I ain't trippin' 'cause we all paid

New Givenchy f**k the critics

Ridin' on the wave you gon' wash away

I came in by myself they ain't listen

I was that n***a with the ticket the one had the ambition

Came up runnin' we'll take off from them cop cars

When we got caught ain't do no trippin' that's what made us

This 30 stick up in this Glock this what saved us

To bulls**t hard like a rock it won't change us

Behind my mans I'll die today I won't change up

I put that s**t on his mama we did some dirt with that choppa

We done upgraded to models b***hes want f**k and come swallow

They tryna slip off the condom these b***hes bite like piranhas

The one I want I ain't find her

But spendin' time with them robbers we all play 'round

With them choppas we shoot this b***h at yo' mama

Smokin' on d**e clutchin' my pole hollerin' b***h who want problems

Another homi' another body another hat for the dollar

Come to murder ain't no talkin' we leave yo' streets bloody

I'm tryna knock his brother off with the same gun

And I ain't ask him go ask him just where I came from

Tell me is we gon' die

'Cause n***a we gon' be slangin' iron today

Leave me alone I'm seein' trouble in my rear view

They steady talkin' show them different but they still do

And you can rap that gangster s**t I still don't fear you

You make one move and my young n***as gon' drill you

I make that music that them young n***as gon' kill to

You in the streets so watch yo' back don't let 'em steal you

He got a problem he'll shoot I'll kill too

Ain't trippin' not 'til I show shawty what these pills do

I see them h*es steady cappin' tryna phase you

Gucci with Birkin and it came in a case too

Told her I love her she responded b***h I hate you

Totin' .380 I'ma show 'em what that K do

Cuddlin' in a black Maybach I need a Wraith too

N***a don't run up on this b***h 'cause we gon' spray you

Aim at the nose straight out the flap b***h we gon' face you

Bleed from the nose I'm screamin' blatt the truth like Jesus

Even though I did don't let them people say I made you

'Cause I'ma steady keep doin' s**t that you can't do

Come to murder ain't no talkin' we leave yo' streets bloody

I'm tryna knock his brother off with the same gun

And I ain't ask him go ask him just where I came from

Tell me is we gon' die

'Cause n***a we gon' be slangin' iron today

Leave me alone I'm seein' trouble in my rear view

They steady talkin' show them different but they still do

And you can rap that gangster s**t I still don't fear you

You make one move and my young n***as gon' drill you

I make that music that them young n***as gon' kill to

You in the streets so watch yo' back don't let 'em steal you

He got a problem he'll shoot I'll kill too

Ain't trippin' not 'til I show shawty what these pills do

I see them h*es steady cappin' tryna phase you

Gucci with Birkin and it came in a case too

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