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letra de doin’ bad - youngboy never broke again

doin’ bad lyrics
[intro]
(look out, veno)
(veno gon’ cook up, he mix the ingredients)
(mama know who cub$kout is)

[verse 1: youngboy never broke again]
post up in that nawf with sticks with opps like f-ck the law, huh
youngin’ take the hit, soon as he blitz i ride ’em off, uh
ain’t no need to question me ’bout sh-t, i cannot talk
boy, i’m so in love with these diamonds, i don’t wan’ take ’em off
that’s a new mclaren, that’s a new rolls royce, range rover
that’s a new drop for my mans, i [?] all night, we gon’ leave a stain on ’em
bullets trip behind my mans, i just can’t let ’em deal with this pain only
die, at the top, i stand and ain’t got sh-t for those who changed on me
two mill’ for to go invest, plus two mill’ up in rеal estate
hundred thousand dollars i just spеnt for to put a bigger bezel on another frame
‘nother b-tch, i just gave her pass, after doin’ bad, say she wan’ change
[?], i just gave my man, increase the bag and f-ck up the [?]

[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
she don’t know me, but she know inside that i deserve a chance
no i don’t wan’ take it slowly, been doin’ this for too long
couldn’t have a chance to show that i’m a man
insecure, i’m like how any woman gon’ take me serious?
i’m paranoid, got the [?] wanna see me sentenced, real [?]
keep a glizzy while stayin’ on top my pivot, my heart so scarred
mind poisoned, all i think negativity, brain full of losses
[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
do the dash like it’s a vet while i’m inside the wraith
woke up, mindset on a check, that money gon’ rise today
let’s keep it real, young n-gga got m’s inside the bank
with another seven figures times five to hide my pain
[?] in my rollie, tryna take it slowly, uh-huh
oh, you don’t know me? but can you hold me? oh yeah
i’m feelin’ like the streets takin’ me slowly
off with my head, these n-ggas want me dead

[verse 3: og 3three never broke again]
my youngin’s post up in that nawf, they serious
they white chalkin’ out, they ain’t worried ’bout no negativity
i got vultures and snakes
no big dog, ain’t tryna f-ckin’ hear it, yeah, we walk with them dracs
i make ’em stalk ‘fore they get the blessing, get to passin’ out k’s
and i’m up in these streets
but i’m up in my bag, i know that you last, i know that you sad (no i don’t wan’ take it slowly)
you ain’t gotta be sorry, i knew you wasn’t for me
that’s what a young n-gga stay up in his bag
and i can’t lie, i like any woman who take me serious
you crossed his block, we knock yo’ top
that’s straight up, point blank [?]
we then n-ggas that’s runnin’ from the narcs so we ain’t tryna hear it
and n-gga, you ain’t never tote no mop, so i can’t f-ckin’ fear ya
ole b-tch ass n-gga
[outro: youngboy never broke again]
she don’t know me, but she know inside that i deserve a chance
no i don’t wan’ take it slowly, been doin’ this for too long
couldn’t have a chance to show that i’m a man

- youngboy never broke again

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