vl deck – i know lyrics
[verse 1: youngboy never broke again]
in the back of the car, i ain’t wasting no time
[?]
imma post in the 8 with a pole on my waist, with a whole lotta racks in my pocket
i’m a real street n+gga, i don’t need no safe, matter fact, i just got a deposit
everytime i go hard, they can’t stop it
i ain’t letting it go cause i got it
everybody talk down [?]
watch how i walk in and walk out
n+gga gotta [?]
i stay with that strap when sh+t pop off
put a grand on your head, n+gga watch how you talk
i’m a dirty ass baby, i’m straight out the north
we don’t do this for clout, shoot you right now
[?] f+ck what you thought
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
and i notice that i’m chosen
he died from his words, they was not spoken
my n+gga f+ck what you heard, we do not know him
they tried to take [?] we been on
[?] he been trappin for some long [?]
hope that you get on, i got your back, that’s right or wrong
post on that block, we get it on
with a bag full of stones and a stolen firearm
just praying that we make it home
i feel you, n+gga
[verse 2: vl deck]
i came from trappin and rappin
[?] what’s happening?
try to tax me, strip him and blast him
3200 [?]
i press a b+tton, this sh+t could get drastic
hit his block, we hit it with magic
i keep the sticks on me [?]
i’m in the streets so i move with [?]
[?]
gotta show love when the bands in
[?] when we walk in
pretty lil b+tch got the [?]
i keep the racks on me [?]
no way i lose, i cheat to win
[?] be my brother, my evil twin
droppin the bands [?]
i made the way out for [?]
i made a [?]
[?]
behind your n+gga like a [?]
i’m whippin [?]
all of my diamonds, they super clear
$60 for the roli watch
[?]
[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
i told that b+tch that i needed a perky [?]
back in the trap, we gon load up the truck
i need more money, i can’t get enough
they said that they shot [?]
[?] we gon dump
you playing with me, b+tch you kidding yourself
[?] smoke however you want
[?]
n0body safe, if you play you get slumped
took off [?]
[?] imma rep where i’m from
everywhere that i go, imma toat me a gun
f+ck all these n+ggas who ain’t give me nothing
everytime it’s war, i be pushing a b+tton
got it out of the dirt, i don’t oah a b+tch nothing
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
and i notice that i’m chosen
he died from his words, they was not spoken
my n+gga f+ck what you heard, we do not know him
they tried to take [?] we been on
[?] he been trappin for some long [?]
hope that you get on, i got your back, that’s right or wrong
post on that block, we get it on
with a bag full of stones and a stolen firearm
just praying that we make it home
i feel you, n+gga
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