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youngboy never broke again - time i'm on lyrics

[intro]
three, man
dubba-aa flexin’
ai
louie bandz made another one
i ain’t never did that, nah
why you acting like that? nah
i do this sh-t ’cause sh-t, i just be in my own world
this is the sound

[chorus]
i drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
smoking h-lla weed, loaded, i just bought another pack
don’t walk up on me, clutchin’, you might walk into that strap
these hoes be on me ’cause they know all these other n-ggas cap
out late night with three, ma, i ain’t comin’ home
i been tryna make it through the headphones
you see me when i came in, i was all alone
now n0body understand the type of time i’m on

[post-chorus]
four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro ‘nem
catch him, run down on him, we gon’ put it on him
everybody ridin’, bullets flyin’, n-ggas dyin’, we gotta show them
these b-tch -ss n-ggas done stole him, and we don’t even know them

[verse 1]
n-gga try and i’ma blow him right on the scene
n-gga check how i been flexin’ with these hundreds in my jeans
i been trying to shake back, i been loaded off that lean
tryna come up with a plan, i ain’t throwed off as i seem
i’m in cali at the studio and hoes running in and out
no more sleeping on montana couch with a chopper somewhere close around
i been living good on my own, i ain’t no baby now
i got platinum plaques around the house
i be high, i ain’t worried ’bout y’all

[chorus]
i drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
smoking h-lla weed, loaded, i just bought another pack
don’t run up on me, clutchin’, you might walk into that strap
these hoes be on me ’cause they know all these other n-ggas cap
out late night with three, ma, i ain’t comin’ home
i been tryna make it through the headphones
you see me when i came in, i was all alone
now n0body understand the type of time i’m on

[verse 2]
i ain’t sit around, motherf-ck what they make, i done went that way
i don’t play, hundred rounds, hundred racks on your brain, young n-ggas go rampage
this a new maybach seat, go back more sp-ce, right between us, an ice tray
audemar rose gold, i don’t know what the time say, new piece that shine made
walkin’ ’round with racks on me, motherf-ck if it’s flashy
i come straight up out the street, ain’t no pretending, no acting
i don’t blame no one for my struggle, i still f-ck with my daddy
i’m still thuggin’, high as f-ck, ridin’ ’round, toting ratchets

[chorus]
out late night with three, ma, i ain’t comin’ home
i been tryna make it through the headphones
you see me when i came in, i was all alone
now n0body understand the type of time i’m on

[outro]
this is the sound

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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