YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Red Eye (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Red Eye (en) Lyrics
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I'm a real, I'm a real
I'm a real deal slime
I'ma ride that red eye (Red
eye), like a demon
Stack that money 'til I can't
no more (No more)
We be robbin' and schemin'
(On God), oh Lord
How long would it be until
this pain gon' go?
Straight from the bottom, blow a
bag on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand,
say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had
to jump up out my bag
I stayed down lately, shawty,
I'd die for you
Fuck that shit that he be talkin',
did he ride for you?
I jeopardize and send my brothers
'fore to slide for you
And every nigga 'round me willing
'fore to die for you
Who you judgin'? I come up
straight from the gutter
We done struggled, me and my brothers
had no one but each other
I can buy a hatchback, but can't buy
my family back, my life nothin'
I want my Ne back, but I'm caught up
with these hoes and I'm thuggin'
Ride foreign ride, got plenty money,
but that north where I reside at
But I'd fly miles 'cross this
town to see you smile
She be fans of other niggas, like
this bitch wan' be a hype man
But the minute I wan' be alone,
she don't like that
I took heed into your letters,
I was locked up with no celly
I ain't wanna be nowhere but with you
From the bottom all the
way back to my section
Everyday, yeah, we be steppin'
Fuck chasin', I will not be through
I'm all caught up with money, like, "Fuck
this dream, it ain't nothin'"
And fuck these hoes that don't
love me, niggas don't
like how I be stuntin'
I miss Big Dump like my granny, we
still at war 'bout my cousin
Diggin' 'but I ain't searchin'
for gold, I know I'm
lookin' for somethin'
Got plenty money, but I had to
jump up out my bag (Yeah)
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