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letra de overdose - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
i ain’t no bad person, no
ayy i ain’t no gangster, ain’t no k!ller
i ain’t no g-ngb-nger, i’m me
like everybody make mistakes, that’s life
name one f-ckin’ person who ain’t make mistakes, you feel me?
man like we, i don’t know what to say
i don’t know if i’m targeted
i don’t know if it’s from what i speak about, like i don’t know
i just know sh-t, until i’m dead i’ma be me
yeah, yeah
and they ain’t never seen this sh-t before
ooh, bighead on the beat
young n-gg- sh-t
b-tch, gang, gang, gang, gang, hrrr
38 baby

[verse]
without no coat i was walkin’ and meditatin’ in the rain
reminiscing about bein’ in prison, i was locked in them chains
without no drugs i was workin’ and stimulatin’ my brain
i ain’t gotta act how i was actin’, everything done changed
i was missing out on plenty sh-t, just watchin’ time fly past
i was broke, down on my d-ck, i had to get me a bag
havin’ shootouts broad day and we runnin’ from task
i put my flex down, never sit down, i told that b-tch i’ll never stand down
creepin’ on your block with a hundred rounds
go to shoot and try to run
hop out the whip and we gon’ run you down
shoot him dead up his head, knock off his dreads
now he can’t make a sound
k!ll him where he stand, we live by law and we gon’ lay it down
tell me he want smoke, 187, that’s that same sh-t
357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain quick
sippin’ on this drank, rip fredo, this that bang sh-t
doin’ the same thing, time p-ss, got a b-tch with a fat -ss
i told her turn around and bust it open
that soulja slim, that c murder, come in the tank just like no limit soldier
i’m poppin’ x so i’m steady rollin’
say he a gangster, got his chest out
when i hit him with this glock i bet i fold him
none of these n-gg-s ain’t never play with me
play with me, i bet you see
f-ck that twitter beefin’, you want beef, i pull up where you sleep
b-tch i’m out the north, 38 baby, i come from the streets
two clips on that chopper for to stretch you when we f-ckin’ meet
got ’em all boxed in at the location, the police movin’ in
people tryna catch me with a pistol just to turn me in
same sh-t you did to go to jail, don’t do that sh-t again
b-tch i’m screamin’ f-ck you, never change, thuggin’ to the end
i got a question, tell me what these n-gg-s hatin’ for?
why they steady sayin’ the gon’ sn-tch my chain though?
you want to rap, how you gon’ think without a brain though?
take gunpowder out a bullet, put some crack, now this that ‘caine flow
i’ma hit ’em with this b-tch and watch ’em overdose (shoot ’em up yeah, yeah)
i’ma hit ’em with this b-tch and watch ’em overdose (fill ’em up yeah, yeah)
overdose, i k!ll ’em slow
what’s the 4-1-1, they know i be, i be ’bout whatever
you ain’t got no bodies, you ain’t ’bout it, boy you are not a stepper
you play with me, b-tch ain’t no hidin’, ain’t n-body can help you
send your -ss to the devil, in envelope like a letter
got an fn with a clip with different colors up in it
it’s all br-ss like a penny, only see fire when i spit it
i ain’t shoot this b-tch in a minute, a n-gg- play, he can get it
double g, that stand for gang, you n-gg-s know how we livin’

- youngboy never broke again

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