YoungBoy Never Broke Again - The North Bleeding (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - The North Bleeding (en) Lyrics
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Look
No new shoes 'til momma get her taxes
Police harass me 'cause it's
thug life, survival tactics
From a shoebox to my mattress,
from my mattress to the bank
Been doin' this shit since
I was seventeen, you think
that I can't think?
My gangsta, what the fuck you think?
'Bout these cold killers and dope
sniffers that run with me
Seen that I don't fuck with
'em, now they come for me
They know he keep it tucked with him
Now which one y'all wanna
romp with me?
Back against the wall, real through
it all, now they wan' see me bleed
Sun don't shine no more,
the rain don't fall
I'll be back on my feet soon
as the time come 'round
I stack that money up tall just
in case bad days call
I heard they comin' to see me, tell
'em, "It won't be easy," woah
Lay down that window, then they spray
'round, nigga, walk, walk
Bitch, lay your pussy ass
on the floor, big 4KTrey
and I want all the smoke
Two hunnid for lil' bro a pole, and
he told me he ain't need it
We fell off 'cause I was loaded, she
just flashed, and I was leanin'
Black Forces, my gun, you cannot see,
I'm lookin' like I'm thievin'
I feel it in the air like like
Beanie Sigel, and, bitch,
I'm rich like John Cena
I keep it gangsta like Hot
Beezy, I'm talkin' to Stunna,
I'm finna leave her
He got a chick with a bad daughter,
I told him, "See if she want me"
That's twenty mill' for me, and here
goes thirty mill' for you, thug
Bless the shooter and fuck
these hoes, these niggas
wasn't raised like us
Shoot the burner 'til you hear it click,
never tried to make a shoe fit
Baby momma fuckin' them, they
tried to kill me, nasty,
dirty bitch, you know
The rain don't fall
Know I'll be back on my feet soon
as the time come 'round
Lay your flunky ass down,
where that money at?
Big 4KTrey and I want all the smoke
Two hunnid for my bro, a pole
Swervin' in that Rolls, 'member back
up in the day it was a stolo
Turn that ass 'round lil'
thottie-ottie mami
Take your pants off and
come get on me, on me
Oh shakalaka, twerk it, drop it, mami
She say she want a thug nigga,
she told me that she love me
Bitch, I ain't got no budget,
tag that nigga
Cadillac on twenty-fours, this
that Nawf swag, nigga
And I'm back with your ho,
I'm just singin' riddles
I'm like la-la-la, tell your
boyfriend I'll kill him
Plenty hitters, nigga, and I
pulled 'em up in transition
At your car, shoot dirty Glocks,
and I got all your transmission
How you try to run, lil' daddy?
Stupid, all your pants missin'
Fuckin' doofus, we too ruthless,
he just wanna smash niggas
And she know that doe, that
gang got dead bodies
It's a true crime, po, shawty
know I get it on
Bangin' like this Saints Row, I
made my bones inside the Nawf
She tryna help me take it slow
We fell off 'cause I was loaded, she
just flashed, and I was leanin
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