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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Lonely Child Lyrics

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[Intro]
Pipe that shit up, TNT
I just wanna be loved
D-Mac on the fuckin’ track
Don’t nobody understand me though
Tahj Money
The way I came in the game
The image that I had put out
They wouldn’t expect me to have feelings
Know it probably don’t seem like it
That’s why they talk about me like I ain’t human, but we all is
But I’m still being me
I’m still in the streets and I’m still thuggin’ until them niggas put me under, yeah
That’s how we livin’ and that’s how we going out, you hear me? Open your mouth

[Verse 1]
I say, mama, I’m so sorry
I got ice burned where my heart at
On the road where I had it hard at
How I’m chosen? I’m so heartless, so, so heartless
I ain’t know my age, he was 16, they killed Lil Dave
Mind in a rage, I’m way too young to feel this pain
I ain’t know how to fade, but I dove in ’cause I’m a man
I love that girl to death, as we get old, our feelings change
I pay for therapy because my thoughts ahead of me
They keep on draggin’ me, I play for keeps, they scared of me
I cannot barely, can barely sleep or even breathe
I cannot hold on without you on side of me
I never knew this fame would take the ones I love from ‘way from me
I wanna see Kacey bad, but I can’t seem to call Nene
Go in with no pen and pad, I got this shit right on my sleeve
Right now my candle burning wax, I’m feelin’ like it’s burnin’ me

[Chorus]
I’m just a lonely child
Who wants someone to help him out, oh, oh, ah, ah
Take this pain away, this pain away
Because my head been runnin’ wild, wild

[Verse 2]
I fell in love with Kaylyn, without even knowin’ this bitch done snaked me
I’m missin’ Yaya daily, the one who don’t make me feel basic
Happiness I’m chasin’, while killers behind me tryna blank me
You don’t know what I’m feelin’
Or what I’m thinkin’ and you can’t change me
I miss my fuckin’ daddy, I’ve been callin’ Montana my father
Times been gettin’ harder
I came from nothing, now bitch, I’m royal
I call Monique my mama, but Lord knows I need Sheronda
I don’t need no commas, I’m feeling like I’m going under
My paw-paw getting old, and once he gone, I’m on my own
Right now I’m all alone, I pray that grandmom keep me strong
Can’t even leave my home, my bracelet beeping plus I’m down
I just wan’ be gone, my son straight, my money long
Tell me what you feelin’, I hope that I can help you out
My youngins in that North, I pray that y’all gon’ make it out
These bitches comin’ ’round, and they don’t even like my songs
I’ll burn up the town, before them niggas bust my dome
I wish that I can hear Dump say, “What up, lil brother,” one more time
We killing shit and plus we dying
I’m gon’ go off behind my brother, fuck this charge, I slang that iron
Before he go and I don’t ride

[Chorus]
I’m just a lonely child
Who wants someone to help him out, oh, oh, ah, ah
Take this pain away, this pain away
Because my head been runnin’ wild, wild
I’m just a lonely child
Who need someone to help him out, oh, oh, ah, ah
Take this pain away, my pain away
Because my thoughts been runnin’ wild

[Outro]
Oh, oh Lord
I need some help because my life been real hard
The way I approached the game, it seem that I’m hard
But I got feelings too just like a lil’ boy, oh Lord
I’m a grandmom baby

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Head Blown Lyrics

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[Intro]
Super Earz
17
D-Roc (I don’t even know what I’m doin’)

[Chorus]
Okay, I’m geeked, I need a beat
Come from the streets, stay with that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga toting fully loaded
I’m shooting if I hear a peep
I ain’t with the fuckery, I’m a real G
They know that it’s up but ain’t out of they reach
Shawty wan’ fuck with me real bad
So I started with head, I make her go deep
I just dropped off the top on a Lambo
I just hit the pawn shop, upgrade my ammo
I put big diamond rocks on top my Hublot
You see I’m loaded but ain’t slippin’, get your head blown

[Verse 1]
Head blown straight up out of the system
Made nigga on the block with them killers
On go, gorillas, everybody official
Tricking bad, if he fall, I’ma lift him
If you loyal to me, I’m one hundred right back
If you want him domed, for a fact, I’ma clip him
I was down bad, I ain’t blame no one, nigga
Since you using me, bitch, stay goin’ to the fitted
D-Dawg in a cell, every time that he call, pick up right away
Ned up in jail from that boy, free Choppa Boy and RIP Dave
On god, these niggas ain’t playin’ my way
He could buck and run up and get shot in his face
I can see that they fake and them niggas be hatin’
You get put in position to knock out your placements, bitch

[Chorus]
Okay, I’m geeked, I need a beat
Come from the streets, stay with that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga toting fully loaded
I’m shooting if I hear a peep
I ain’t with the fuckery, I’m a real G
They know that it’s up but ain’t out of they reach
Shawty wan’ fuck with me real bad
So I started with head, I make her go deep
I just dropped off the top on a Lambo
I just hit the pawn shop, upgrade my ammo
I put big diamond rocks on top my Hublot
You see I’m loaded but ain’t slippin’, get your head blown

[Verse 2]
I just pulled up and I hopped out on the curb
Bitch, I’m grippin’, you probably slippin’, what’s the word?
I ain’t goin’ right now, I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you heard
I up this bitch and go to shooting you stuck-up nerds (Knock him back)
I got out of my sack, I can’t fuck up the bag
I’ma run up a check, I could never relax
I be keeping it cool, I ain’t none of them dudes
You gon’ run off on who and get shot in your back
If you play, you get boos, I was just on the news
For some stupid lil’ shit, I ain’t trippin’ on that
When they said they want smoke, how I’m ‘posed to react?
But they know that it’s up and I’m stickin’ to that
Bought a Rollie for her and bought one for my son
I’m a factor, relapse, now I’m ready to run
If I pull up, these pussy ass niggas gon’ run
But they can’t get away when I strike with this gun
Drop a bag in a minute, they drop and get sonned
Sippin’ on lean and I’m smoking red Runtz
Osama one hundred, I call him, he come
Plus he a vet, he gon’ go get it done

[Chorus]
Okay, I’m geeked, I need a beat
Come from the streets, stay with that heat
Full of that lean, young nigga toting fully loaded
I’m shooting if I hear a peep
I ain’t with the fuckery, I’m a real G
They know that it’s up but ain’t out of they reach
Shawty wan’ fuck with me real bad
So I started with head, I make her go deep
I just dropped off the top on a Lambo
I just hit the pawn shop, upgrade my ammo
I put big diamond rocks on top my Hublot
You see I’m loaded but ain’t slippin’, get your head blown

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Rebel’s Kick It Lyrics

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[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Ain’t no goin’ back, my nigga Wheezy on the track
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Can I take a minute for to tell you how I’m living? Yeah
I’d rather show you, fuck the critics, I’ma try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it
For a lil’ big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah
Whole lot of big benjis, fuck ’round, I spend it, yeah
Strapped down, I’m with it, fuck ’round and I hit it, yeah
Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’m with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that’s a fact
I’m with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that
Youngin from the slums and he don’t wanna tote no pistol, we ain’t heard of that
I’ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don’t know ’bout a trap, nah
Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby
More deep into life, he worried ’bout his goals, she think it’s crazy
All through the night, back to back hearin’ them poles, this shit amazing
In his hood, he don’t see no greatness, he gon’ grow or let it faze him
Nigga fade him
Got some OG’s in the hood gon’ ride ’bout him
They like that he keep his head in them books so they won’t let you slime ’bout him
Police probably slide on him
Only for to see if he got that fire on him
But youngin ain’t gettin’ that, he ain’t feelin’ that
So he learned to hide on ’em
Now let me tell you that I’m a different breed
Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream
And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn’t
Turned 17, ‘fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes
At them bitch ass niggas
Shit, you gon’ die or you gon’ take one? Nigga, what’s your answer?
You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what’s the hassle?
Still to this day, I’m on FaceTime talkin’ with the pastor
Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered

[Chorus]
Can I take a minute for to tell you how I’m living? Yeah
I’d rather show you, fuck the critics, I’ma try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it

[Verse 2]
What you thinkin’ ’bout, what you hearin’ ’bout? I’ma see about it, nigga (I’m with you)
You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga
Shit, you know me still on dummy, I’ll put a hundred, nigga
For to see you smile, I risk my life, that’s on my mama, nigga
You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain’t forget it
When I wanted to slide, they ain’t wan’ drive me, nigga, and you was with it
When I was hollerin’, “Who want problems?” You was holdin’ up your semi
I kept on sayin’ I’ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin’ me, “Let’s get it”

[Interlude]
My day one, you my brother
And I love you to death
I’ll never go against you
I ain’t never put anything before you
Not these diamonds, not this money
Or neither these hoes, whatever goes

[Chorus]
Can I take a minute for to tell you how I’m living? Yeah
I’d rather show you, fuck the critics, I’ma try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it
For a lil’ big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah
Whole lot of big benjis, fuck ’round, I spend it, yeah
Strapped down, I’m with it, fuck ’round and I hit it, yeah
Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat
I’m slimeball for real
I spin it, yeah

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Rich As Hell Lyrics

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[Intro]
17
D-Roc

[Chorus]
I gotta bring it
Any time and however you want it
Late at night and I can’t sleep
I’m staying up, I’m tossing, turning
That’s them bodies from my temper creeping on me
That’s from me cuttin’ ’em off and being home all by my lonely
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it’s gon’ kiss you and won’t never tell
I can cook that dope just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don’t talk loud, I don’t need a scale
Plenty money, but I’m still thuggin’, this the rich as hell

[Verse 1]
Get it and bring it, I flip it
You know how I get it, I know some hard layers
I can speak that work and talk that work
I leave it scarred and pale
Presser, I got solids on that semi, bust your head for real (Presser)
Give me head and then I flip or get that dick for real
Ballin’, my niggas haulin’
Niggas be talkin’ and I catch ’em walkin’
I do this often, fuck it, I off ’em
Know that I got ’em, you know I’ma stalk ’em
Fuck his fam, I pick his coffin
Catch who bad? Bitch, I doubt it
I got youngins wanna off ’em
All this smoke, it got me coughin’
MAC’s-11, I be steppin’, bitch, I’m reckless, I’m dumb
Catch you wrestling in your section with that Wesson, you slumped
I got bro on top, ain’t tell through a message, we come
We hang guns with them drums, Draco sounding like a bomb
Yeah, you talk that shit, I’m with it, hmm
Watch how quick I whip it
I go Shmurda with them glizzies
I got murder on my tension
I got black on top my lenses
I got straps inside that Bentley
You wan’ play, I make you feel it
Come your way, make sure you get it

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch, I trap out like Griselda, hollows, I mail ’em
Mojo with my celly, police walk in, I won’t tell ’em
Talkin’ on my celly with this bitch who came from Heaven
Stutter in my precious, I got uh-uh in my mansion

[Chorus]
I gotta bring it
Any time and however you want it
Late at night and I can’t sleep
I’m staying up, I’m tossing, turning
That’s them bodies from my temper creeping on me
That’s from me cuttin’ ’em off and being home all by my lonely
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it’s gon’ kiss you and won’t never tell
I can cook that dope just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don’t talk loud, I don’t need a scale
Plenty money, but I’m still thuggin’, this the rich as hell

[Verse 2]
Whip that bitch out and she lick it
Check how a nigga be kickin’
I got cases pending, I got THC, it’s liquid
If I point, them youngins hit it
I got bitches throwin’ up Billy, Blood
I got problems, really, I piss out red inside the tub
Choppin’ it
Run her a song, she follow that
Smoking strong, a pressure pack inside my bag, got big racks
She took the Roxies out her pocket, told that bitch don’t sniff that
‘Cause bitch, I’ma kick you out, you know that we ain’t with that
I put that strap in her mouth, bitch
I thought I told you don’t talk, bitch
I don’t care ’bout what they talkin’, fuck her best friend, bitch, I’m rich
Fuck your man man, ho, I’m lit
Plus my whole clique full of pits
I go put on Fendi pants
Thot, your dad can’t drip like this

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch, I trap out like Griselda, hollows, I mail ’em
Mojo with my celly, police walk in, I won’t tell ’em
Talkin’ on my celly with this bitch who came from Heaven
Stutter in my precious, I got uh-uh in my mansion

[Chorus]
I gotta bring it
Any time and however you want it
Late at night and I can’t sleep
I’m staying up, I’m tossing, turning
That’s them bodies from my temper creeping on me
That’s from me cuttin’ ’em off and being home all by my lonely
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it’s gon’ kiss you and won’t never tell
I can cook that dope just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don’t talk loud, I don’t need a scale
Plenty money, but I’m still thuggin’, this the rich as hell

[Outro]
17
D-Roc

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Where the Love At Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Drum Dummie)
Fresh up out a cell, where that bag at?
I was flying, but now I need somewhere to land at
I took a loss, but now I’m lookin’ where the chance at
But I’m a boss, you need some help and I can hand that

[Chorus]
I wish I was somewhere where it ain’t no violence
But I’ve been totin’ on that pole every time that I roll
Tryna bust a nigga head if he try me
At night I need someone on side me just to hold me
But I was trying and I’m really tired of sayin’ that
I’m tired of thuggin’, now I’m tryna see where the love at

[Verse 1]
DaDa, how my son approach me, I’ma shout out
Bitch, I be that nigga knock your block out
Ride with them killers with them Dracos while the cops out
You stuntin’ for them hoes? We go to hittin’, make sure they get down
‘Cause you know how we get down
No outsiders, it’s only family ’round
I’m with that shit, been filled with shit since I was 20 pounds
And I’m a gangster, make me mad and I won’t turn down
My mama said if I won’t last, I need to slow it down
I told my mama, “Motherfuck it, I’m dyin’ ’bout it”
Them niggas play with us, ain’t no surrender, I’m ridin’ ’bout it
No hidin’ ’bout it, bangin’ like Lil Dave with them slimes ’round me
Violation on three counts and up in court how the judge found me
Right now I need a girl to love, and I’ve been lookin’ for her (Where she at?)
A flight anywhere in this world, I’ll book you for (Where you at?)
I had to tell my son don’t pee while you inside the tub
I’m from that North and I remember that’s just how it was
Shawty, she gon’ Magnolia shake and I love that
Bounce that ass, patty cake in the middle the slums, yeah
Jaws lockin’, molly all over a nigga gums, yeah
Ain’t no stoppin’, on bottom that chopper, we got them drums, yeah
Look, I’m fresh up out a cell, where that bag at?
I was flying, but now I need somewhere to land at
I took a loss, but now I’m lookin’ where the chance at
But I’m a boss, you need some help and I can hand that

[Chorus]
I wish I was somewhere where it ain’t no violence
But I’ve been totin’ on that pole every time that I roll
Tryna bust a nigga head if he try me
At night I need someone on side me just to hold me
But I was trying and I’m really tired of sayin’ that
I’m tired of thuggin’, now I’m tryna see where the love at

[Verse 2]
For my baby moms, I don’t wan’ be a problem
You feel that I ain’t there for my sons, tell me and I got ’em
But you shouldn’t have to tell me I need to put down this bottle
I pray to God that I ain’t taking after my papa
But free that nigga out his cell, he need a second chance
And I can probably show him how to be a real man
He went to jail behind that money, I ain’t know his plan
But no more, he won’t be a dummy, I’ma throw him bands
But hold up, I need to thank my grandfather
He showed me how to fix them cars, now I can work that rod now
Don’t judge a nigga, since I moved from with him, it been hard, slime
From these streets, I ain’t get nothin’ but pain and some jail time

[Chorus]
I wish I was somewhere where it ain’t no violence
But I’ve been totin’ on that pole every time that I roll
Tryna bust a nigga head if he try me
At night I need someone on side me just to hold me
But I was trying and I’m really tired of sayin’ that
I’m tired of thuggin’, now I’m tryna see where the love at

[Outro]
Fresh up out a cell, where that bag at?
I was flying, but now I need somewhere to land at
I took a loss, but now I’m lookin’ where the chance at
But I’m a boss, you need some help and I can hand that