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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Gangsta Lyrics

YoungBoy Never Broke Again Gangsta Lyrics (feat. Quando Rondo)

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Hey, whoa
Mario

N***** want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt some
Industry don’t like me ’cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a n**** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what Heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss, I say these n***** ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine

He gon’ pay that fine if he violate this flag (Oh)
Change on my brother and my sisters, I could never do
Sex, money, murder plus Lil Dee, ho fine like Damu
Them n***** hoes, they only say shit ’bout what I do

N***** want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt some
Industry don’t like me ’cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a n**** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what Heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss, I say these n***** ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine

Know I keep that iron, I remember when Lil’ Dave died
I done seen Montana cryin’ when Dump had left, I play it safe now
She fuck with the opps, she cannot be my bae now
Got ’em mad, they want they beam on top the diamond on my face, huh
Everybody I speak about, they know I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t never capped out
Get my brother to slang that iron, these n***** be dyin’, they say I flashed out
I’m too ahead of my time, I’m overdue, that’s what the hate be ’bout
I ain’t scared, know that I could die, you could get it too

N***** want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt some
Industry don’t like me ’cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a n**** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what Heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss, I say these n***** ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine

I’m steady screamin’ gang baby, granny gran’ baby righteous
Three hundred bands later, I still ain’t drop and y’all united
They say Lul Tim the biggest opp
Stepped on that boy, don’t do no fightin’
Yellow tape, Glocks, MACs and carbons
Fuck the industry, don’t like us
Two hundred grand out for your pockets
Like fuck that, let me buy the body
They know we really ’bout it, ’bout it
Straight masterpiece, no Playboi Carti
They say that I’m the walkin’ dead
So I’m on point inside this ‘Rari
Gotta make sure one inside the head
Before I walk inside this party
I guess that it could get wicked
Extensions stuffed in my glizzy
I think I’m overcommitted
Disloyal, that’s all these n*****
Can’t trust ’em, that’s all these bitches
They will change with the quickness
Forget about you in prison
Guess it’s safe to say keep your distance

Hold on, I need a minute, I go, I’m goin’ like Nipsey
Screamin’ out that I’m Crippin’
The realest n***** gon’ feel me
Drug dealers and killers, we standin’ on nation business
Over a couple million, I put it back in the trenches
Never, I won’t surrender and always I’m gon’ remember
30 clip, it get empty, I take it from out my denim
Thirty Crips bangin’ sixties, they with me, ain’t got no temper
Situations get sticky, I’m standin’ up with my pistol
My bitch actin’ like she don’t need me, I’m leavin’, don’t even trip on it
I’m leanin’, mindin’ my bizo, another reason to get gone
While rockin’ Yeezy, Adida, I pray to Jesus I get home
I’m just tryna make a hundred Gs off this flip phone

N***** want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt some
Industry don’t like me ’cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a n**** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what Heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss, I say these n***** ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine

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