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youngboy never broke again - back on drank (calm down)* lyrics

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[intro]
(i got hitman on the beat)
there ain’t no love for her
i been m.i.a. though
(marcuss, you k!llin’ it)
ayy, f+ck ya, f+ck ya too
murder gang

[chorus]
i ain’t tryna say a thing, n+gga, i can barely think
i said i quit for seven days and then i’m back on drank
i been tryna calm down, n+gga, you should do the same
still ain’t puttin’ these guns down, all i know is leave a stain
hold on, i got a reason ‘bout why i came through bleedin’
b+tch, this for my brothers up in jail, and they can’t see me
real gang baby, dealin’ with these demons, it ain’t easy
they say that i go crazy, pistols blazin’, straps got built in beams in

[verse 1]
if i said it, b+tch i mean it
gettin’ dirty with my clean ass
double r, back then, it used to be a blue jaug’
dirty b+tches want cash, fall for it l, my wrong ass
play games, i can’t pass
only thing i want is you smashed
dirty b+tch, you ain’t my hoе, don’t call my phone witcho’ dog ass
you f+ckin’ ‘round with the other sidе, don’t be inside when that car crash
4.0 flat, with my hood on, got a twelve gauge like i’m [?]
nawfisde, man, i spin through that
p+ssy n+gga won’t make it back, xd and i’m full of mags
youngin’ out the window like “i told ya” (b+tch, i told ya)
tryna knock yo’ m+th+f+ckin’ head from off yo’ shoulders
you want beef? okay, i been doin’ this for too long, son, yeah
i say “murder, you know we gon’ get you gone, son”, stretch
[chorus]
i ain’t tryna say a thing, n+gga, i can barely think
i said i quit for seven days and then i’m back on drank
i been tryna calm down, n+gga, you should do the same
still ain’t puttin’ these guns down, all i know is leave a stain
hold on, i got a reason ‘bout why i came through bleedin’
b+tch, this for my brothers up in jail, and they can’t see me
real gang baby, dealin’ with these demons, it ain’t easy
they say that i go crazy, pistols blazin’, straps got built in beams in

[verse 2]
ain’t with me, i say that they all around for that reason
oh lord, tell ‘em “f+ck ‘em”, now they say that they don’t need me
they can’t get that money on they own, so they subpoena me
hold on, broke b+tch, my top back, one opp black, red scenery
i’m the one who pulled up luxury machinin’
i’m the one who made them youngins go step on him
f+ck that n+gga, can’t…

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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