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YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy)

(Hell yeah, Marsh, this shit hit, fool)

Huh, woke up, spent me a ticket, it ain't no question, come in glistenin', mm
Say they ain't fuckin' with me, but still gon' question how I get it, huh
Woke up, made me a killin', I say these niggas ain't fuckin' with me

She ain't mine 'cause you seen her, same as that Bentley
Time (woo), I ain't got none, I've been caught up gettin' it
Fuck wrong with these bitches? They always stay up in my business
For that crib way past the hills, I plan to spend seventeen million
Came in, caught up with spinnin' shit, I'm the realest in this bitch
Play on that song, when we caught him outside his show, he ain't make it inside that bitch
Keepin' my flow and I know they won't never know how I'm stayin' inside this shit
Played with my heart, so I'm playin' on that ho, so after that, beside this bitch
I'm on my grind for fam, buy whatever they want, I won't sleep behind this shit
Better stay in they line, tell them niggas I don't care what they on, make 'em bleed behind this shit
I'll drive to hell for to make sure that I'm on, burn up inside that bitch
When I come, turn up, I don't give one fuck, every nigga that buck ass might get switched
I'ma keep one tucked, I ain't showin' no love, he is not one of us, that nigga a bitch
I be playin' this game, but behind that blog, I be makin' sure all they ass get hit
They be studyin' me deeply than my 'fit, up inside they vibe and I see glitch
She gon' tell me she love me, but won't be starin' me inside my eyes, this dirty bitch

I woke up, spent me a ticket, it ain't no question, come in glistenin', mm
Say they ain't fuckin' with me, but still gon' question how I get it
I woke up, feel my wife, then tend to two bad bitches, huh
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Huh, I just asked my mission, pray I stay up out that prison
God made me a musician, she from trenches, got her glistenin'
I ain't forget 'bout how I did her, I just know that she don't miss me, woah, woah

Bro comin' home, gotta set up a home, gotta pick up a bundle and wait by the phone
My cousin Skully, he hit at your dome, my number-one gunner get at it, get gone
She fuck with a nigga, she showed me she down, so I stay out her way and I gave her my home
And whenever I call her, I know she gon' come, when I'm caught in alarm, I won't be all alone
I sit and watch this bitch playin' with her highlights while she playin' my songs
Saddity bitch don't let me fuck with lights on
Got her titties done, don't like me see the scars is worn

Huh, woke up, spent me a ticket, it ain't no question, come in glistenin', mm
Say they ain't fuckin' with me, but still gon' question how I get it, huh
Woke up, made me a killin', I say these niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Huh, I just asked my mission, pray I stay up out that prison
God made me a musician, she from trenches, got her glistenin'
I ain't forget 'bout how I did her, I just know that she don't miss me, woah, woah