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2 shows (can't trust) - youngboy never broke again lyrics

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[intro]
i swear to god, i swear to god, on slime
(pooh, you a fool for this one)
i swear to god on everything i love
two girls, two girls, they told*they told me today, they say
“man, you always mad”
you hear me? m*montana was talkin’ to ’em, but i’m like “d*mn”
(winners circle)
yeah

[chorus]
oh, i ain’t even know that pain could show
i cancel two of my shows and my lord know i need that dough
leave the bank, pocket full of rolls, i got on prada head to toe
i cannot sell my soul, my pain run deep, don’t trust these hoes
[verse 1]
yeah, hop in the back and my pain running deep
like to stack up that money way taller than me
and these n*ggas be dissin’, [?] than me
and i’m never gon’ stop ’till they all be deceased
i could be on the top with my heart in the streets
i’ma stand on the block with that glock in my reach
and i know you don’t love me, you leavin’ me
all this lovin’ and sh*t be deceiving me, oh
not plenty friends, got my shirt tucked in with a big back end, yeah*eh
got gucci [?] skin with all my men, with a new f*n, yeah*eh
if that boy not a slime, he don’t know what i’m sayin’
got a stick in the back and it shoot on demand (brrd)
got my right or a left, i am one of the men
when i hop out the car, i’ma ask “whatchu’ sayin’?”

[chorus]
oh, i ain’t even know that pain could show
i cancel two of my shows and my lord know i need that dough
leave the bank, pocket full of rolls, i got on prada head to toe
i cannot sell my soul, my pain run deep, don’t trust these hoes

[verse 2]
shawty sayin’ she can heal my pain, i cannot see that, oh
shawty tell me she ain’t got no main, but b*tch always wan’ go run home
feelings flowin’ out the [?]
i could count every line on top of my ring
i could help you go find yo’ true love and yo’ dream
’cause i’m not the criteria, know whatchu’ mean
b*tch, i’ma real young n*gga, ain’t never gon’ settle
i never bow down to n0body
got that nawf in my heart and i come out the [?]
but i could put yo’ heart in the palm of my pocket
while we fly on the plane, l could k!ll everybody
play with my feelings, i knock off the pilot (bah)
my love what you want but you ran when you got it
now the look that i got startin’ to scare everybody (f*ck)
[chorus]
oh, i ain’t even know that pain could show
i cancel two of my shows and my lord know i need that dough
leave the bank, pocket full of rolls, i got on prada head to toe
i cannot sell my soul, my pain run deep, don’t trust these hoes
oh, i ain’t even know that pain could show
i cancel two of my shows and my lord know i need that dough
leave the bank, pocket full of rolls, i got on prada head to toe
i cannot sell my soul, my pain run deep, don’t trust these hoes (no*no)

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