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Shotta Soul (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
D**n
Ayo Drum
Play that b***h back
Oh d**n
Let me tell you n***as 'bout most of the
Most of the s**t
And I say
Danny got that juice
Had some problems
But
That's what made me who I am today
Today
They was tearin' me down
I ain't never break
I ain't never break
Interrogation
I ain't never say
N***a got hit up with that Drac'
Shh
Pow
Pow
I'm from the 'hood
You break the rules
You got to pay
You got to pay
I done made it on my own
Say
Amen
Amen
Amen
I'm protected everywhere I go
Mhm
Free my brothers in the sprinter van
Fifty cent chip bags from the store
Now
A young n***a got hella bands
Bands
I'm so high that I won't never land
I ain't graduate at all
But
You got a new house
So
I see
Grandpa
Okay
Say
I love you 'fore I leave that Nawf
I done made it too hot
I done knocked some off
That's a fact
Huh
Did so bad
I ain't think she come back
But
She still around puttin' up with my a*s
Eyes lookin' at Kelly
I was lookin' at Birk
Had to ask do she got some love for a bag
Put her a*s on that
If I cop one
I'll buy multiple
Woah
Love her
Still left her stranded
That's a shotta soul
Oh
I don't talk
Don't panic
Ride me like a rodeo
Oh
Ohh
I know that you see I'm worse than before
Oh-oh
But
If you mine
You'll stay on my side
Don't tell a n***a that can't take mine
Got way more money than I had before
Oh
But
He don't value what you mean
Now
I know
Now
You got to tell a n***a your time gone
My sons gone
My mind gone
They thinkin' that
They thinkin' that
Young n***a rich like Richie
Rich like Rich The Kid
I pay the bills
I pay my mama bills
And the lawyer fees
For my bro'
I'll probably sell the house
He say
Murder fees
Don't bring 'em me
Know I play for keeps
I knock some off
I knock some off
Black Range truck
Pull up sport
Take off
Skrrt
Skrrt
Let's go
Better not tell me s**t
I'm inside my house
Told a b***h she better watch her mouth
Watch
You know I'm a gangster
You know it ain't long 'til the day that they say I'ma die
Die
Not a child
I don't cry
Just make sure I'm focused
I'm rollin' with sticks in the ride
Sticks in the ride
And make sure I stack up my Ms for my child
You know that I ran up my Ms for my kids
Them racks
I ain't seen my daughter or son in over a year and still don't know what I did
What I did
Play games
N***a
I set the bait
Mask up
Ride with my TEC to blame
If I got 'em
Make sure I designer my kids
Lord know I grew up to Skechers
I ain't graduate at all
But
You got a new house
So
I see
Grandpa
Okay
Say
I love you 'fore I leave that Nawf
I done made it too hot
I done knocked some off
That's a fact
Huh
Did so bad
I ain't think she come back
But
She still around puttin' up with my a*s
Eyes lookin' at Kelly
I was lookin' at Birk
Had to ask do she got some love for a bag
Put her a*s on that
If I cop one
I'll buy multiple
Woah
Love her
Still left her stranded
That's a shotta soul
Oh
I don't talk
Don't panic
Ride me like a rodeo
Oh
Rodeo
Ohh
