Nba YoungBoy - How I Been (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Nba YoungBoy - How I Been (en) Lyrics
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Countin' money, workin' on myself
That's if you wonder
how I been, I been
Wishin' if you there with someone else
I hope they love you like I did, I did
Say you love me but you can't
The shit you do for me, for another
nigga, you do the same
I can't hold on, plus these
critics bloggin' my name
I'm tryna move on, I'm not with
your lies and with your games
She tried to fake a baby, I ain't
trippin' 'bout that Girl
I want your love
Them hoes wasn’t as real as us
So I don't give a fuck
DC Bliss turnt up at the
club, okay, okay
Don't fuck with that, that's my bae
I say, don't fuck with
that, that's my bae
When you done being a freak, bring
your ass my way (My way)
Your name could make me tat'
three times on my face (Tat'
three times on my face)
Hold my styrofoam, speedin'
on the highway (Ooh)
No party on a Friday, chase
that money like five ways
Can't listen to what I say,
bitch, you know I need you
Just wanna please you from behind,
just wanna’ beat you
Soon as you throw it back,
I go in deep, too
Now it's time to put my clothes
on, I don't wanna leave you
Vision your face, as
I be with somebody
Every move that I make, I be
wantin' you on side me
Oh, why you ain't advise me?
I'm tryna make sure that my head on
Instead, you tellin' me I'm dead wrong
Part you, not all was me
(No blame, no pain)
We're not doin' right, don't we all
agree? (Who should feel shame?)
We're not doin' right, don't we all agree?
(Oh, who should feel shame?)
Got my burner on so they
won't play me (Yeah)
Put that Buddha print on and
it make me think about
Blasian (Think about)
I need you to save me, these
hoes tryna raid me (Go)
Just like you the cops, ho,
you just gotta chase me
In May, you know I'll
change the weather
All these foreigns be matching
Real nigga gon' do it better,
even though IRS tax me
I say, "That that Motorsport,
Supercross can't jack me"
I say, "Fuck that KTM, I want
Kawasaki" (Yeah, yeah)
Instead , you tellin'
me I'm dead wrong
Get you out my mind, I can’t
get you out my mind
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