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letra de back on my feet - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
drum dummie made the beat and i’m gon’ k!ll it
ha, xo
that-that, that-that tempo right there? that that sh-t?
uh, you know yeah, yeah (ayy)
i just jump straight on and talk that sh-t, talk that cutthroat
look

[verse 1]
i’ma hustler, ‘fore i’m broke, i’ma make a way
i told ’em things different from up in ’16, that was back up in the day
now you already know anyway this sh-t go, shoot it out on the interstate
tryna swerve ’em off the road, talkin’ “grrah,” p-ssy n-gga, “grrah,” ’til the metal break
why they soldier hate? they gon’ make me wanna come and pluck ’em down, wanna give my fair shake
head out of town, she a machine, make it back, that girl couldn’t do hеr hair late
you know 10? that’s my lil’ bro, had to tell ’em stay up from undеr that ho
you know that that b-tch know dirt on my ho and my ho know dirt on that nasty ho (c—come on, come on)
they got another chick that be with ’em, had a baby ‘fore a opp, i like her on the low
she got her body done, now she want her body done, i’ll spit on ’em both
i got all the k!llers and real n-ggas and trill b-tches with me, you know? (you know?)
these rap n-ggas know that i’m dangerous
and i know most some of them n-ggas hoes (they hoes)
i know ya heard how they block my songs when them people tried to send me up the road (the road)
could’ve sworn this ho was gettin’ f-cked when i called her phone
i know that she dogged me to her friends but lowkey still don’t leave me ‘lone
my girl probably wouldn’t even let the b-tch inside our home (probably wouldn’t even let her in this b-tch)
[chorus]
all y’all will see, i’ma get back up on my feet (back up on my feet)
i had to find peace, i lost my thug, now, i can’t sleep (now, i can’t sleep)
i want beef (i want beef), get your sh-t bust inside the streets (bust inside the streets)
life of a g, i don’t need you to pray for me (pray for me)
rap n-ggas over, and i said they all gettin’ slumped over (gettin’ slumped over)
last man stand, bang ’til it’s over, ’cause i’m a soldier (’cause i’m a soldier)
i won’t think twice to k!ll yo’ ass ’cause i don’t know ya (‘c—’cause i don’t know ya)
got to run this sh-t, can’t stop, i think it’s turnin’ over

[verse 2]
got to top this sh-t from turnin’ over (come on)
i keep my clique from sellin’ yola
got to keep my dog from off that boy before i found him sleep, slumped over (uh-uh)
got to ubereat my b-tch and cater from house arrest, i’m bossanova (‘nova)
wan’ protect, i’m the reason they ain’t bought ’em yet, ’cause b-tch i know ya (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
you a messy gossipin’ ass b-tch and you might f-ck me over (over, uh)
b-tch, i flex that guap, got lots of it, i turn that n-gga ho up (ho up)
think they know us, got to show us, talk that sh-t, we shoot yo’ show up (grr)
aim like jonesy, feel like rod
think he a big n-gga, like he jewish
tell ’em keep cross phones, better keep your rod
i had it hard, go ’round the corner, couldn’t get it on inside the yard
you think we masked up for corona how we ski’d up for that boy (psh)
run up on me, you think it’s sweet and we gon’ send yo ass to god
wrath and revenge of youngboy
[chorus]
all y’all will see, i’ma get back up on my feet (back up on my feet)
i had to find peace, i lost my thug, now, i can’t sleep (now, i can’t sleep)
i want beef (i want beef), get your sh-t bust inside the streets (bust inside the streets)
life of a g, i don’t need you to pray for me (to pray for me)
rap n-ggas over, and i said they all gettin’ slumped over (gettin’ slumped over)
last man stand, bang ’til it’s over, ’cause i’m a soldier (’cause i’m a soldier, bap, bap, bap)
i won’t think twice to k!ll yo’ ass ’cause i don’t know ya (’cause i don’t know ya)
got to run this sh-t, can’t stop, i think it’s turnin’ over (it’s turnin’ over)

[outro]
uh, think this sh-t been turnin’ over

- youngboy never broke again

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