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letra de young nigga - damjonboi

[intro]
once you got it, you’ll never be the same

[verse 1]
flyin’ in the range, blowin’ on a ‘wood gettin’ brain
i can never change, i’m insane
done seen n-ggas change, but that lil’-ass petty money and a little bit of fame
you would sell your soul for a chain
i’ma make ’em feel my pain
tryna dodge feds in the rain
b-tch, stay in your lane, and never said she got a real n-gga, it’ll never be the same
downtown in the coupe
let the fans see me, drop the roof
you lookin’ at the motherf-ckin’ truth
i’m back in the booth
all-black timbs off the goose
f-ck n-ggas, put ’em in a suit
your n-gga a lame
and the other n-gga you be postin’ on the ‘gram is a motherf-ckin’ goof
these b-tches is loose
in the club like f-ck this but i’m ’bout to go back to the stu’
ride, get high to this sh-t
know a couple real n-ggas that done died for this sh-t
outside with the sticks
h-ll yeah, i got my bl!ck, the opps been slidin’ and sh-t
why you lyin’ and sh-t?
like you really out here steppin’, but really, you’ve been hidin’ and sh-t
yeah, you stepped in the game, now his family gotta feel the pain
got his mama cryin’ and sh-t
[chorus]
young n-gga, don’t sell your soul
young n-gga, stop chasin’ them hoes
young n-gga got rich off the road
young n-gga, better save your roll
young n-gga, better keep your strap
young n-gga ran it up, no cap
young n-gga put his hood on the map
young n-gga paid known, that’s a fact
young n-gga, don’t sell your soul
young n-gga, stop chasin’ them hoes
young n-gga got rich off the road
young n-gga, better save your roll
young n-gga, better keep your strap
young n-gga ran it up, no cap
young n-gga put his hood on the map
young n-gga paid known, that’s a fact

[verse 2]
just jumped off the plane, where the smoke at?
take me to the plug, where the dope at?
make a b-tch take it off like cocheck
i’m a legend where i’m from, but you know that
show a b-tch some sh-t that she never seen
he’ll never, ever get his ho back
flyin’ in an old-school, this a throwback
got a dub on me, ’bout to blow that
in the v.i.p with some snipers
they gon’ think i just signed with kodak
h-ll yeah, i want you, where your phone at?
he’ll never, ever get his ho back
young n-gga finally made it out his hood
now they tellin’ him he can’t go back
tell me where i’m right and i’m wrong at
good soul but you fell off and sold that
you got a real n-gga, hold him down
you got a real b-tch, hold her down
this sh-t might not come back around
all this other sh-t for the clowns
and we smokin’ runtz out the pound
d-mn, but i’m tired of this sh-t
i knew when the walls started cavin’ in that you wouldn’t ride for sh-t
gettin’ high with the clique, now i’m gettin’ high with the gang
respect if you mention my name
[chorus]
young n-gga, don’t sell your soul
young n-gga, stop chasin’ them hoes
young n-gga got rich off the road
young n-gga, better save your roll
young n-gga, better keep your strap
young n-gga ran it up, no cap
young n-gga put his hood on the map
young n-gga paid known, that’s a fact
young n-gga, don’t sell your soul
young n-gga, stop chasin’ them hoes
young n-gga got rich off the road
young n-gga, better save your roll
young n-gga, better keep your strap
young n-gga ran it up, no cap
young n-gga put his hood on the map
young n-gga paid known, that’s a fact

- damjonboi

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