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youngboy never broke again – the story of o.j. (top version) lyrics

uh, i’m real
i had to tell these b+tch a++ n+ggas they don’t scare me you hear me
i’m about .135 you hear me
(…..)
northside 38
young n+gga, og demeanor, they don’t f+ck with him
rap n+gga, trap n+gga, lover boy, gang member
you can call what you want (still n+gga)
my skin is black (still n+gga)
my
young n+gga, og demeanor, they don’t f+ck with him
rap n+gga, trap n+gga, lover boy, gang member
still n+gga, that’s me (…..)
still n+gga

i am one of the greatest to ever do it
tell me why your favorite rapper so fake influenced
tell you he gon’ do things, that he
never was gon’ do that’s the mandela effect
fake till the kids don’t understand sh+t they do
what the f+ck you doing? (hahaha)
lil b+tch a++ n+gga still gon criticize because they don’t understand
f+ck you on criticize a made man (you a b+tch)
b+tch a++ n+gga gonna go to the grave playing with these and imma stand up
thought i was the biggest boss having all my cars paid for
seen i lost (…..) soon as my pack got weighed up, the f+ck
my n+gga was my favorite chef until the dish was f+cked up
i guess some was left+overs the boss said the food was stepped on too much
the shade room was posting things they don’t understand how i’m living slime
but they woun’t understand how i’m 20 c+ckin’ over 10 million huh
i seen labels the new age slavery, so i partnered up i’m a ceo now
i own a percentage of united masters tell ’em hate me (f+ck it)
the sh+t ain’t fugazi, i’m tryna convince fee to tell reginae
how big the sh+t gon’ be if we have a baby, but i’m serious though
we made a god so no one is crazy, but the man think he get 10 percent from me
allow him, to allow someone else to pay me, dumb b+tch
f+ck it, hit the k!ll switch making sure it’s over with
aim and blow the b+tch, strapped down soldier sh+t
never be no more of this
top number one knocking down buildings 9/11
riding down (…..) b+tch you be mistaking it for a mac 11
tell me what is his soul say, let the song play with them open doors of heaven
my youngin’ just sold a seven, i just put 10 on a p+ssy b+tch who tellin’

young n+gga, og demeanor, they don’t f+ck with him
rap n+gga, trap n+gga, lover boy, gang member
the sh+t still n+gga
(…..) (b+tch a++ n+gga) (…..)
young n+gga, og demeanor, they don’t f+ck with him
rap n+gga, trap n+gga, lover boy, gang member
still n+gga, that’s me (…..)
still n+gga

got enough money i can get it by the bell score i need more to sell
tryna buy land need another property for a hide (…..)
believe in dead bodies with my mama i grew up got the police on my trail
(…..) i kept going hard i blew up about this world
how you think i feel jumping out the rolls with my son seeing it
sh+t this b+tch drop i (…..) however they want just send that
hear i main n+gga thrown a hundred rounds prolly bootin’ up off a 10 pack
with a b+tch with ’em prolly in love with one of his brothers she ain’t never seen that
n+ggas scheming i just sit back, you may stop them we gon blitz that
you best believe it’s the pill motherf+ckin’ codeine this ain’t no (…..)
on the block leave them stressed up, i murk him till the moonlight
talking as soon the sun come in n+gga run in crack his dome in
then we pull off the srt that’s my n+gga (…..)
convicted felon rolling smoking all morning with another 5 years
on my hill
these n+ggas hoes i know it, come round this way we bound to show it
i’m in this b+tch with k!llers and i see they face and the whole city know it

young n+gga, og demeanor, they don’t f+ck with him
rap n+gga, trap n+gga, lover boy, gang member
my skin is black (still n+gga)
my
young n+gga, og demeanor, they don’t f+ck with him
rap n+gga, trap n+gga, lover boy, gang member
still n+gga, that’s me (…..) (4k trey)
still n+gga

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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