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YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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I ain't wanna rock the Rolex, it's not shining enough
Can't nobody calm us down, we gon' shoot a nigga up
I be reppin' on these beats, on anything don't give a fuck

No APs for the bitches I put tics on
Ain't trippin' back no second, tell that league they can chase down
First place, 50 mil for tourin', bitch I'm ready now
Let's I'm rockin' this shit, all the stars can't get me fresher
Oh, no, no, take the bitch down like a wrestler, I ain't no snake now
I come from the [?]
Now I got bad bitches runnin' round every house
Too many whips, I control these bitches, they I been a pimp
Kick the bitch out, if she trip, I am not a simp
[?] Turnin' up that fan, up, all on them
She think that money grow on trees, I'm tearin' off every limb
I just spent a million since I got here, Pants are upgraded ain't no Fendi
Hunnid balls in my pocket
Let my boy, bitch check the swag, I got devil horns
Poke the boy, guarantee he lose once he shows his cards
I got a problem with dollars and [?]
Just, take em up, that shot of top Boy don't try to kill me, I ain't trippin' how bout taking off
We gon' spout out with his house and we gon' take him down
I just interfere with interception
Bad bitch with piercings, I give up my perception
Then that shit got [?] like neglect me
Unreleased diesel, tell that ho chick to stick me
Why the fuck these niggas wait? No, I can't wait
Bitch pressing with this paper Tell that nigga get they cake up
I'ma hop up in this mansion, hit the gas and lift the Wraith up
Me and B gon' jump the gate, we plan to take em, tryna face up
I'ma go my separate way, ain't nothing to say, soon as the laws come
You can pay right in my face, this shit ain't safe, we know I'ma down something
47 pounds on, protected with 4 pound on me
Shorty see me shining from a mile, so she walk down on me
And no AP on my bitches, I protect em out
Come on nigga, pay right in with these millions, we gon' stretch em out
The fuck I'm dumb with all this cash, this how I walk around
How the fuck I come [?] cash with this big ass house?
I told that bitch I don't want no ass if you made her keep them off
I told my therapist keep the pad, I'ma use my [?] behind my mic and then I goin' out
She try find my past, but girl my future is so bright
It's a lot of money and my vision, so I see a better life
No, I ain't stopping at the light
No stopping, pulling up, nigga
She got more money than me, then I ain't pulling out, nigga
I ain't stopping on these beats and Jason not talking to pillows
Where that money at, we gon' finish them, then send them
In this industry, we villains
Heard the [?] wanna get up with me, yeah
Blacker attire with that whisper with that overcoat like Dennis
[?] shit and I got dentures, not gon' rap I take this bitch I'm tending fresh out prison
Drinking coupe with flame, this bitch blow fire when I hit
How the fuck you know my name, fuck, why I'm out here winnin'
How the fuck you know my game, inside that town we put killin's
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