YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Don't Break (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Don't Break (en) Lyrics
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I could see the route ain't clear, I
don't think of runnin' backwards
Take the money, then you leave, ain't
tryna stop, then leave in shackles
I been ramblin' 'cause my
plans feel dismantled
Y'all gon' let me go from here, I'll
hold myself for that ransom (D-Roc)
Love jumped ship, tears been fallin'
Into this game, I gave all me
Pain rulin' all my days,
I don't feel safe
I need to get it paid and
get her body vivid
Me know, you know I don't break
My gun in his face, squeeze
'til metal break
And these seats are not that great,
but life never been so clear
Check how I came, full of pain, but,
bitch, I made it, I ain't changed
Teddy locked up in them chains, but,
shit, fuck it, this the game
Meechy on his way up out and
Phat Black back up in again
You wouldn't feel like that I
ain't make it out it, pussy
boy, you ain't my friend
You ain't my kind, you ain't
my slime, you wasn't on
that line when Dump died
You wasn't slangin' iron all
of them times when them
pussy niggas on my side
Tryna kill us, tryna drill us,
make a pussy nigga feel us
Murdered them bitches about my 5,
and, pussy boy, it's still up
Y'all ain't got no law inside y'all
circle, y'all ain't comin' near us
So why the fuck you steady dissin',
thinkin' he could stand up?
Bitch, man up
Gon' lose your motherfuckin' face
you put your hand up, bitch
They tried to walk me to the grave,
that money ran up quick
She really like my nigga, but
she fuck with me 'cause I'm
the one with the money
When I ain't around, ain't no
tellin' what's goin' on,
they all up to somethin'
On this bus, I feel alone,
even on the stage, but I'm
on it, for the money
Nigga jokin', I'ma split him, I'm tryna
find out what he thinkin' funny
I'll be runnin' up my currency, with
them killers, the economy overrun
White Runtz gettin' roasted
like my cousin in a Monte
Meechy, Carlo, Costalo or Apollo
Slip and catch him jumpin' out
the car like Castellano
Bitch, you feelin' macho? Knock
the meat up out your taco
On the block, until my top blow
Out the top, the roof where I go
Makin' sure these hollows fall
down on who talk low
I'm makin' sure them niggas never
want soon as I point them
I am, yes, sir
Outback
Into this game, I gave all me, woah
(And still up like Jordan, nigga)
Y'all gon' let me go from here, I'll
hold myself for that ransom
Pain rulin' all my days
and I don't feel safe
Huh, the son of the spirit, nigga
It's me, it's 'Veeta
Been tryna get even, nigga
I ain't your equal, you
could believe that
I ain't your equal, nigga
I'm 5 livin', huh?
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