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letra de intro - ybn nahmir & ybn almighty jay

[intro: ybn nahmir & ybn almighty jay]
h-llo?
what up, bruh? what you doin’, bruh?
sh-t, coolin’, ridin’ ’round right now
just seein’ what you was on. you straight, bruh?
sh-t, h-ll nah, n-gga out here stressin’, bruh
n-gga tryin’ get out this sh-t
what you mean? what’s hatnin’?
sh-t, n-gga been goin’ through a whole lotta sh-t
ya dig what the f-ck i’m sayin’?
ayy, look, matter fact, uh, you and david drive down here, bro
it’s good, it’s all good, we finna see what hatnin’
alright, bro, fusho, i’m on my way
uh, lets smoke this gas and get high man
you n-ggas hatin’ on me for real
yuh, this that ybn sh-t, naw for real, ybn takeover
yuh!

[verse 1: ybn almighty jay]
these n-ggas cappin’
i was dead broke, now i’m havin’
mama, i made it, this ybn sh-t, more than rappin’
nahmir, my brother, we linked up
hatin’ -ss n-ggas wanna be us
ride ’round my city with the black tint
’cause they said they goin’ k!ll us when they see us
you put a price on my head, get yo feet back
chain all ice, ski that
i f-cked that b-tch and gave her my number
she called but ain’t get no feedback
my neck flooded like harvey
if i broke your heart then i’m sorry
freaky lil b-tch, i get naughty
this the intro to the party (b-tch!)

[break: ybn nahmir]
woo
d-mn, this sh-t crazy as h-ll
what the f-ck, my n-ggas goin’ through it too

[verse 2: ybn nahmir]
n-ggas know me from that h to the a
real n-gga, i ain’t ever been fake
stick stance, gotta get to the cash
watch the gr-ss ’cause these n-ggas be snakes
these n-ggas be actin’ like they’re really livin’
i used to be broke and i ain’t know the feelin’
that storm hit my house and i ain’t had no ceilin’
i knew it was time just like i’d seen the vision
ayy, them n-ggas shot at my crib
and my bro thought that he lost me
when i found out who it was i was shocked
them n-ggas crossed me
it get real up in that field so if you lackin’ then you get k!lled
i swear it’s war with all them n-ggas, we ain’t goin’ stop ’til they ot
glizzy hit my phone, i was at that light smokin’ on that strong
said, “bro, it’s on,” this ybn sh-t, we goin’ take that home
then i made that song
now all these fake n-ggas won’t leave me alone
i be in my zone, i’m the king right now, b-tch, i need my throne
gram went to jail, he was turnt up, n-gga, he was causin’ h-ll
he ain’t had no bail, all he talked ’bout when he sent that mail
my career won’t fail, i’m the man of the house, not in no cell
trap out hotels, if i ever go downhill, no, i won’t tell

[outro: ybn almighty jay]
mama, i made it
mama, i made it
mama, i made it
these n-ggas cappin’
i was down broke, now i’m havin’
these n-ggas cappin’
i was down broke, now i’m havin’
i was down broke, now i’m havin’

- ybn nahmir ybn almighty jay

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