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letra de shadows - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
(pipe that sh-t up, tnt)
underwater, starin’ at my shadow
seem like i never see light
(tre made this beat)
cold world, no coat, no, no, no, no, no
heartbreak, nowhere safe
too much pain, when will it go?
i’m stayin’ strong

[chorus]
i look back like, “now who done raised they tone?” (oh yeah, yeah)
you in this b-tch with a bunch of made n-ggas, you get your head blown (4ktrey, free ddawg, n-gga)
walked in this b-tch with a half a million up in cash, i blow it all
came from the bottom, beat some cases, they’d love to see me fall
i say 38, 4ktrey, that’s for life
f-ck all that fabricating, spray that k, take his life
i pull that maybach out the garage and ride
how the f-ck you take that criticism? i know you tired

[verse 1]
you ain’t got no time to be dating, i’m on that same sh-t
i invited you, don’t give a f-ck ’bout who you came with
my love for you, not for your family, i’m known to blank sh-t
my trust for you been oh so damaged, where my pain went
i said big brother, oh, dump, n-gga, why you leave us?
i been buyin’ them foreigns back to back, these n-ggas can’t keep up
tryna keep my mind from out the past, i’m smokin’ on reefer
still things i’m learning, i’m tryna see how i’m gon’ keep up
watch your words, said some sh-t, i’m tryna see ’bout it
this guitar hold thirty-two chords, and i got that six around me
i be in my own world, they make up stories, you can ask who be ’round me
i’m so mad at this world, not carryin’ this happiness, i’ma keep clowning

[chorus]
i look back like, “now who done raised they tone?” (oh yeah, yeah)
you in this b-tch with a bunch of made n-ggas, get your head blown
walked in this b-tch with a half a million up in cash, i blow it all (ayy, where my dogs at? there go the lab right now)
came from the bottom, beat some cases, they’d love to see me fall
i say 38, 4ktrey, that’s for life
f-ck all that fabricating, spray that k, take his life
i pull that maybach out the garage and ride
how the f-ck you take that criticism? i know you tired

[verse 2]
blow out the motor, hit the e-way, do the dash, n-gga
shorted your brother on that money, i ain’t mad, n-gga
patek steady bustin’ from the bezel, watch it flash, n-gga
we say f-ck that fuss and chopper bustin’ at your ass, n-gga
every time they play that, i pop ’em, that’s why you mad, n-gga
i be up in my feelings all the time, i’m a sad n-gga
and you the type that i can’t f-ck if i can’t laugh with you
give a f-ck ’bout who you is, i’m only breakin’ bread with my n-ggas
you ain’t fat black or baby joe, i don’t give a f-ck if i did time with you (on baby, yes, sir)

[chorus]
i look back like, “now who done raised they tone?” (oh yeah, yeah)
you in this b-tch with a bunch of made n-ggas, get your head blown
walked in this b-tch with a half a million up in cash, i blow it all
(real hoes don’t make choices from emotions, they control theyself)
came from the bottom, beat some cases, they’d love to see me fall
i say 38, 4ktrey, that’s for life
f-ck all that fabricating, spray that k, take his life
i pull that maybach out the garage and ride
how the f-ck you take that criticism? i know you tired

- youngboy never broke again

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