YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Combat Boots (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Combat Boots (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I don't know who I am anymore
Like, it's like, for the things
which I understand and
You know from all the, all the unfocused
hands (This a Menace beat)
And I'm strivin' inside, inside,
inside of the game that I play
I, I ain't finna do all that
poppin', you hear me?
These pussy-ass niggas ain't
layin' how we lay, look
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Ain't nothin'
to talk about, we chalk 'em out
I'ma pull my Rolls Royce out,
'bout time I floss, bitch,
I done walked around
I kept my chest poked out, I sat it in
jail, bitch, I ain't make a sound
Went Harbor Freight for a ten-
pound jack, I done stepped on
that, my bro sells pounds
From the car with the strap,
how I walk shit down
Mama, I'm sorry, I was tired of that
starvin', I thought about you
every day, it wasn't hardly
I'm workin', they know I ain't goin'
to no party, was hurtin',
today, I could buy a Ferrari
Standin' on business, they
runnin' to Maury
Kickin' my pimpin', I'm
livin' like Hendrix
This sealy I'm sippin',
I'm not a guitarist
Jason, I'm ready, relapsin',
I'm screamin' out, "MASA"
I'm screamin' out, "Murder,"
I'm caught up contractin'
Put a hit on a pastor
Put a switch on a thirty,
get dirty, get active
Nigga better get at me
I been hurtin', but I'm workin',
can't let go the tactic
I recovered the package,
celebrate in a cabin
From my Baton Rouge roots (Roots)
Combat boots (Boots)
5s in the coupe (Shoot)
Poppin' at you (Ooh)
From a cell block to Europe (Europe)
Millions out the roof
I just triple-crossed these bitches
Look at how I proved
Look at how I proved (Oh)
Let me catch my breath, huh,
lean, I'm on autopilot
Catch that nigga and I swear (Grrah),
I ain't gon' tell nobody, uh
Bitch wanna show her body, huh,
uh, come on, pop it (Top)
Foreign, I'm ridin' exotic (Huh,
uh), I won't lie to you
Get up, do this for you, gotta
tell you the truth
When I feel I done won,
then I'm headed to you
Plan on makin' you smile
and all of my kids
I been holdin' within,
you never once know
I'm hurtin', but I'm focused, I'm
ready to start the challenge
I'm ready, come on, come on
When this shit get bad, you can tell
the game that I'm causin' damage
Runnin' over whoever they dump
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