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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – F*ck The Industry Pt 2 [Official Audio] Letra, Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Berge always flexin’)
Hah, end this

[Verse 1]
Top say, “Fuck these niggas all in the industry”
Bitch-ass niggas be cliquin’ up and thinkin’ they gon’ finish me
Bitch, I take these millions and get at you, it ain’t no gettin’ at me
Bitch, I send them hitters to hit at you, boy, don’t say shit to me
Talked to Drake ‘cross FaceTime, he wasn’t feelin’ me
Told me that he fuck with Durk, damn, that shit gettin’ to me
Told me that he like the shit I’m doin’, but can’t do shit with me
So when we cross our ways, fuck what you say, bitch, you my enemy
J a ho, that nigga played it cold, like he was gon’ do a feature
So I texted his line, a muscle sign, I swear it’s gon’ be nice to meet you
Pussy niggas tryna close the door
Bitch, you ain’t heard back from Baton Rouge, to that Nola, yeah, we cutthroat
And we hate hoes, and bitch, I’m soldiered down
Might play you close, but don’t fuck around
I just tried to pull that act off with them boys out that Atlanta town, hol’ on
Tats all on my sleeve, at night, can’t sleep, I barely eat, grew up in streets
Bitch, you ain’t never had to kill at just eighteen, you don’t compare to me
And never ever up in life, we couldn’t compete
You want to jump in beef and none of y’all wanna bang it out with YB
We kill security first and then you get your head bust inside the street
We probably burn a shirt, across it, it’ll be your face across that tee

Hold on, so long they’ve been tryna X me
Gotta tell a bitch, “Hold on, get your roll on”
Gotta be ‘bout that murder playin’ with me
At night, my wife pray with me, these niggas ain’t stainin’ me
I say, “Oh, I just wanna get ‘em gone”
And I know when the rain pours, it could be me or either of them that’s gone

[Verse 2]
So I’m ready, nigga, with these millions, gettin’ at you bitch niggas
You don’t deserve it anyway, you ain’t out that dirty anyway, so fuck you, nigga
Tryna bring me pain, I ain’t do no ho shit in this game
Like I ain’t a man, nigga, what the fuck y’all niggas sayin’? Like I don’t bust brains
Play with me, Lil Yachty mad about JT, faggot
Bitch, play with me, half of y’all ain’t got more money than me, bitch, I’ve been stackin’
I done did more time than more time you niggas spent inside the trenches
Ever had a nigga beat your mama and now that you’re older, time to kill ‘em?
Or put your dirty clothes inside the pillow case? You pussy nigga
Singers puttin’ tattoos across they face, fuck wrong with these niggas?
Usin’ hood niggas for to grow your face, bitch, I see that, nigga
Nigga, you a trick, and that’s how you know you’ll never be known in the trenches
Tryna think of somethin’ else, just for to say, “I hate you niggas”
Nigga, bring your bold-ass to Salt Lake, you a gangster, nigga
Go ask J. Prince, I’ll kill your daddy bitch, I ain’t worried, nigga
I got Stunna with me and, bitch, I got a fee, that’s to get money with me
That hitter came way from New Orleans, that split him in them apartments
So Mr. Rap-Boy, shit like that what got me as a target
Don’t forget it, I paid them young niggas
Word ‘round, they claimin’ they gon’ kill me
I birthed you young niggas and, bitch, I’m bound to kill an infant
[Chorus]
Hold on, so long they’ve been tryna X me
Gotta tell a bitch, “Hold on, get your roll on”
Gotta be ‘bout that murder playin’ with me
At night, my wife pray with me, these niggas ain’t stainin’ me
I say, “Oh, I just wanna get ‘em gone”
And I know when the rain pours, it could be me or either of them that’s gone
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – I Shot Qupid [Official Audio] Letra, Lyrics:

(Berge always flexin’)
(Zay Tekken)
Oh, yeah
This for all them young niggas out there, gettin’ that money
This for all them bad bitches, get their own bread (Yeah)
You heard me?
Claim they don’t like it, but you know they like it

I’m in my [?] some Levi’s
This for them bad bitches, get dressed at night, then go to Vibe’s
This for my young niggas who hustle, ‘til the sunrise
Once shots let off, they send shit back, it ain’t no goin’ inside
Got shawty wan’ come try to fuck me up, inside my ride
Got my cologne on, smellin’ clean, bitch
I know you see me on this scene, bitch
Car fresh than a motherfucker, bitch bad just like her mother
Big knots in my pockets boy, fuck with somethin’

I got that shit in my pants
Got that shit in my lungs
Got that shit in my whip
I got that shit in my car
I got that shit on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
I got that shit on my clique, I put that shit all on my broads
I send a blitz at your

Clique, and put a hit on yo’ squad
Eight 12’s inside the trunk, nigga
It bump, nigga, fuck wrong with you? I slump niggas
Try play like you dumb, nigga
Have them young slimes inside the street, in front your house
Screamin, “Red rum, nigga, red rum, nigga”
Is it my cars, is it my clothes
Or, is it my bitch, all because of my home
Straight out the North livin’ large, I got this
I’m off the shit, strong than boy
And, I been poppin’ my shit like a model
Came from the bottom
If you see me with Herm, I’m drinkin’ Henn’ out the bottle
Big tires on my whip, nigga
Bad bitch up in here
Got her holdin’ on my blick, nigga
Hoe, I got that shit in my pants

I got that shit in my pants
Got that shit in my lungs
Got that shit in my whip
I got that shit in my car
I got that shit on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
I got that shit on my clique, I put that shit all on my broads
I got that shit on my wrist (Got that shit on my- Yeah)
Put that shit on my bitch
I put that shit on my bitch (Yeah)
Put that shit on my broad
Put that shit on my gang
Kiss you from me, in the Rolls
Buss you, for me, in they brain
Slime

I got that shit in my pants
Got that shit in my lungs
Got that shit in my whip
I got that shit in my car
I got that shit on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
Nigga, baptize shit, cause I’ma send ‘em straight to God

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Slimes Go Where I Go [Official Audio] Letra, Lyrics:
[Intro]
I’m down and out, bitch (Skeeo, you crazy)
I’m down and out, nigga
Well, nah, I ain’t down and out
These niggas wan’ see me down and out
Bitch-ass nigga, he gotta, he gotta do better (Yeah)
Tell them niggas get at me, slime (D-Roc)

[Verse 1]
Could get a hundred years from all these fuckin’ murders
I need a hundred mill’ before my life start turnin’
‘Fore it’s over, chopper hang around my shoulders like a nigga from Magnolia
From Baton Rouge, but in the East with plenty heat, I’m tryna fold ‘em
Yeah, any nigga, bitch, I’m a Demon, not a gremlin, tryna send shit through the ceilin’
Catch me in that foreign, I’m peelin’ (Skrrt, gone)
I am not wrong, do anything to make it home
Run to a boy, I’m probably gone
High on Demon time
Phat Black up in jail, he bangin’ green while on the line
Thuggin’ Blood, that’s who is I
Gettin’ dirty in this bitch, but fly than a motherfucker
Straight from out that North, ain’t have no choice but hustle, watch my mama struggle
You can try to take her child and slime gon’ put you under
With my baby, nigga, talkin’ to myself, might think I’m crazy
They can down me, it don’t phase me ‘cause this life I live amazin’
It come with jail time and plenty niggas dyin’, but gave me millions, nigga
38 my sign, the hood where I reside, ain’t gotta feel me, nigga
‘Cause I don’t fuck with y’all, know I’ll bust at y’all
I’m sittin’ here waitin’ for Ddawg to call, with Nick, he smokin’ loud
Don’t go to clubs, but I can bring the crowd
I bring them hitters out, my youngin buckin’ wit’ his ski mask out
He gon’ make that chopper sound, don’t make him hit at you
Xanax, probably be on two
Gravediggers inside this coupe, you can eat me, tell this bitch don’t chew
Tell your friend fuck with my crew
Rep’ off shit, that’s what I do, don’t tell me shit, I don’t know you
One talk with my mama, nigga, she told me for to pop ‘em too

Hold on, slimes go where I go and they do what I say
Shootin’ at the right niggas, still’ll swing the wrong way
Just make sure that you ain’t out there ‘cause you might be who die today
Tryna step on all these niggas and gon’ take it to my grave

[Verse 2]
I’m a dead man, that what they say, I know it
I’m overdue, don’t pick and choose, I talk my shit, to show it
That be my Five, he caught one body, tryna make him go for it
Ain’t met your noggin with that chopper, why I’m movin’ forward?
That murder shit, I’m forward
Know I might die, but I don’t trip
That money on galore
Tell my oldest son, drive the ship
And tell my bro, “The pussy bitch that whack me, you go finish him”
I’m gon’ be bobbin’ in my casket with some diamonds head to limb, yeah
I gave that bitch that bag, now she broke, she sad, yeah
Bitch, let me see my daughter ‘fore your boyfriend smashed
Told my grandpa, “I ain’t do that shit, man, all them people lyin’ on me
If I did, I still wouldn’t tell ya, but right now, I’m bein’ G”
They know I don’t even speak, them niggas crossed the line with me
And now they gotta step on us, if not, they all gon’ feel the heat
I eat, I say amazin’ grace, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
On side my bed, I pray with beads, free BaBa, that’s apart of me
[Chorus]
Hold on, slimes go where I go and they do what I say
Shootin’ at the right niggas, still’ll swing the wrong way
Just make sure that you ain’t out there ‘cause you might be who die today
Tryna step on all these niggas and gon’ take it to my grave
Hold on, slimes go where I go and they do what I say
Shootin’ at the right niggas, still’ll swing the wrong way
Just make sure that you ain’t out there ‘cause you might be who die today
Tryna step on all these niggas and gon’ take it to my grave

[Outro]
(D-Roc)
(Skeeo, you crazy)
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