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youngboy never broke again - preach lyrics

i turned the preacher daughter bad, i think i’m a dummy
these n-gg-s know what up, know i’m bout whateva’
i’m in the streets i keep that heat, you know i be steppin’

i miss the nawf just like my granny, my heart in them trenches
yo’ girl gone cheat on you for nothing
so i’m done with these b-tches
i think about it every minute, ain’t stoppin’ my mission
on my payroll i got hittas i pay ’em commision
interrogated by detectives won’t tell ’em i did it
i told montana that i love him, on dave i meant it
put 20 thousand on his head, they catch him i send it
get on my knee on side the bed like “father, forgive me”

was sellin’ weed f-cked up my profit, i ain’t make a dolla’
the fame getting to my n-gg-s, i cut off my partners
before i call on you, i put my trust up in this choppa’
movin’ like he can’t get touched real quick, i bet i stop em’
n-gg- ain’t give me sh-t but hand out like i owe him something
i don’t give a f-ck if we step together, i’ll show you something
b-tches think they slick, they all deceive so i’ll never love em’
bre was my first love but she changed so i’ll never trust her

this the files of a n-gg- who ain’t neva’ bleed
this the story of a child who was in them streets
why the f-ck i’m taking care of them? they ain’t do sh-t for me
why the f-ck i’m showing you so much love?
and b-tch you leaving me

keandre dead, the only thing i think about is tyler
i’m full of pain and wake up every morning and i’m smilin’
they think i’m dumb
you got me f-cked up i got plenty knowledge
they don’t give a f-ck about how i feel
they don’t know my problems

just cause you around me, i ain’t forget bout everything you said
i let some shots off in the air for my n-gg-s dead
do anything in the world for you, i’m livin’ red
showin’ love to them n-gg-s they might bust my head
mad bout a gun, but for a fact i won’t do you nothin’
mad that i’m up but you remember you ain’t give me nothing
i ain’t give up on my mission,
f-ck you mean b-tch i was steady hustlin’
handin’ all you n-gg-s money b-tch and i steady strugglin’

montana know about my pain and everything i told him
i told him watch what he was saying, but sh-t i had to fold him
up in that cell b-tch i was cryin’ with no one to hold me
youngboy a soldier, i remember what my grampa told me

batty bwoy if you cross imma’ take your life
i’m full of drugs so imma’ die if i get caught tonight
tell my lil’ brother and my sons it’s gone be alright
nba’ing to the end, it’s a way of life

young n-gg- fillin’ up his arm with some heroin
he was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
you spell it backwards, what that mean? n-gg- murder
livin’ wrong or right, trustin’ n-body till the his time come

yo’ ex just exposed you, now you mad like i was neva’ here
where i come from i gotta keep this b-tch up on my hip
momma’ forgive me for all the times i use to trip
know its a purpose in this world why i need to live
it ain’t too long

they don’t give a f-ck bout me, b-tch
i did something for all y’all, y’all got me f-cked up
out the flap i ain’t gotta’ smile in n-body face
y’all tell me bout all y’all
problems, y’all don’t ask how i’m feelin’ huh?
b-tch i been feelin’ like i’m finna die
b-tch i cry alone
this for all them young n-gg-s who gone
and all the people who miss they babies, you heard me?
f-ck everybody in mind, y’all ain’t making my life no betta’

young n-gg- fillin’ up his arm with some heroin
he was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
you spell it backwards, what that mean? n-gg- murder
livin’ wrong and right, trustin’ n-body till the his time come

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