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letra de before the fame - youngboy never broke again

[verse 1: nba youngboy & jacquees]
i’m like for real, brand new audemar stainless steel (stainless steel)
house in the hill, i ain’t got one yet, but i ran up a mil (i done ran up a mil)
n-gga know i don’t steal, but you know for sure that i’m ready to k!ll (i’m ready to k!ll)
ayy, i be traumatized, my cousin died, and i ain’t shed a tear (i ain’t shed no tear)
n-gga try, he get k!lled, you play with that money, you know what it is
38 baby, i’m thuggin’ for real, straight out the slums, i’m gutter for real
that n-gga disloyal, you know how i feel, but i’m really chasin’ that money for real
not chasin’ no b-tch, i been chasin’ a mil
my daddy locked up, he just waitin’ on appeal
yeah, i gotta admit, i got demons in my body (in my body)
i’m paranoid, and i feel some people watchin’ (some people watchin’)
i gotta maintain and stack up that money, you know they can’t stop me (know they can’t stop me)
i stay with a burner ’cause if it ain’t on me, them n-ggas gon’ pop me (gon’ pop me)
these b-tches ain’t sh-t, and i know these n-ggas ain’t sh-t neither (whoa)
got a stick in the car with thirty-six os in the trunk of the rita (ayy)
not askin’ for sh-t, not trustin’ n0body because i don’t need ’em (ayy)
i’m sippin’ on lean while jacquees steady smokin’ on reefer

[chorus: jacquees]
before the fame, i was a star
changed our ways, but we ain’t changin’ who we are
i copped a foreign, remember the stolen cars
i thank god i ain’t dead or behind bars

[verse 2: nba youngboy]
ain’t had a shootout in a minute
on the phone with my mama while sittin’ in prison
criticizin’ myself, steady sayin’ i’m trippin’
got a brand new ‘vette, dropped the top like a bentley
i perform on stage with cases pending
all over the world ai been trending
in my balmain jeans i keep a glizzy
got the vvs diamonds in my nba pendant (skrrt, skrrt)
hop in the benz, i step on the gas
focus on business, you know i ain’t playin’
only the real gon’ feel what i’m sayin’
gotta go chase it and get off my -ss
i really don’t hang ’cause i like to flash
f-ck all that sh-t, i’ma get me a bag
hoes tryna get in jacquees’ pants
i know all they really want is them bands
hey, i need to stop
head on collision, i’m ‘causin’ a wreck
steady finessin’ my way to the top
hey, can’t give up now
i think i’m a wizard, just call me john wall
i tighten my shoe, and i run with that rock

[bridge: jacquees]
f-ck the critics, i’ma get it ’cause i want that (’cause i want that)
i won’t complain what was on my plate ’cause i was hungry (i was hungry)
i still got love for all the people that left me lonely
never will i come back, forever i’m on that, yeah

[chorus: jacquees]
’cause before the fame, i was a star
changed our ways, but we ain’t changin’ who we are
i copped a foreign, remember the stolen cars
i thank god i ain’t dead or behind bars

- youngboy never broke again

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