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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Return of Goldie Lyrics

YoungBoy Never Broke Again Return of Goldie Lyrics

Check this, yeah (Uh, uh)
These b**ch ass n****s gon’ respect this
She say, “I see, that you barely sleep
And, I know you be up, protectin’ me”
Uh, this ain’t no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie b**ch
Now, I’ma tell you I’ma mac for life, I f**k over s**t
If I’ma do it then I’ma do it right, on some soldier s**t
All black GNikes, shirt on my face, run out, I’m down to fold a b**ch
Nigga, I’ll tell you my momma first one put a bandana ’round my head
You n****s some hoes and p***y
And couldn’t come round where I was raised at
Me and Three was burglarizing as I child, that’s how we played that
We ain’t have no friends, after the end we breakin’ in they place, yeah
I’m with that s**t, they all fake
Go ask my momma, I don’t play
I shot that boy that same day
Monique cleaned blood from off my J’s
Want beef with me, best have some K’s
Bro swang his drac’ across your face
I pop these pills to heal my pain
This is so real that I’m insane
She say, “I see, that you barely sleep
And, I know you be up, protectin’ me”
And it’s ok, ’cause I got guards inside the backyard
And the front yard, ‘case they play
Bitch you gon’ die inside of this yard, we gon’ drag you to your grave
House arrest bracelet on my leg but b**ch I still got me a K
When it go down, I’m gon’ run down right where it’s heat inside this play
And spray around at all you b**ch n****s
No, you can’t kill me, I got my children inside this b**ch with me
I’m too official, ain’t puttin’ my life in hands inside security
They just my cover up, just for that time, I f**kin’ kill you, b**ch
I heard the streets watchin’, big knots in my pockets, f**k wit’ me
Bitch, I put this bag on top anybody
I heard the Feds watchin’, think they got me, but can’t stop me
Put them pills inside my body, movin’ wit’ my groovy body
This s**ts f**ked up, that’s my girl and her family ain’t got no love
Hold on, this s**t f**ked up, this ain’t about her
That’s my family, my own family ain’t got no love
Mane, I’m f**ked up
Fuck all you b**ches, f**k all you hoes
I say I am a rich n****, I am so gone
I say I know your love fake, so, please leave me ‘lone
I say I will have your back, so, you leave from ’round me
‘Cause I say, “I see, that you barely sleep
And, I know you be up, protectin’ me”
Uh, this ain’t no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie b**ch
Now, I’ma tell you I’ma mac for life, I f**k over s**t
If I’ma do it then I’ma do it right, on some soldier s**t
All black GNikes, shirt on my face, run out, I’m down to fold a b**ch
Ain’t no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie b**ch