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86 prayers - youngboy never broke again lyrics

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(berge always flexin’)
(my n*gga brando been sick with it)
(say brando, what this hittin’ for?)

mmm yeah mmm yeah
mmmm yeahh mmm
lil top n*gga
f*ck em’
mmm yeah mmmm
they know i’m thugging
hah!
look look

[chorus]
i don’t need no help, put a n*gga on a shelf
i got bodies on my belt yea yea
i loved them people then they left, left me all here by myself
i got tired, i can’t help, now they say
i say, i love playing and they self, b*tch you better get some help, im not sneaking not i’m coming for they ass
paid that b*tch that bag, then they lеft, left me f*cked up, no hеalth
i just wonder why they do a n*gga bad?

[verse 1]
i let this happen, whilst my moneys*attracting
got them youngins, trynna blast sh*t for that bag and get nasty
for lil top, name watch you bop, they slang that stick out for benji
f*ck this rap, i pull this glock, i slang that stick at your mami, lil boy
pretty but passionate, lil boy
life can get tragic, lil boy
don’t say nun sh*t about my actions, you ain’t feel or saw what i done saw
you ain’t going thru what im going thru
now look what this done come to
tote that gun, but you know just if, was up to me i would slump you
or i’ll do you like big dump do, i’ll tear your whole car up
i told em as a child you b*tches, don’t want f*cking war wit us
he claim that he an ape, but clique got ate, soon as you start wit us
i grew up on that 8’ not concentrate, i’ll get you slaughtered thug
[verse 2]
he worried bout’ that f*cking girl, hang out i count wit my mama
crying inside my grandma’s place, i know that that’s a problem
i been trying my f*cking hardest, not to hit sum wit that choppa
turn myself into the dada, and once i start i ain’t stopping

[chorus]
i don’t need no help, put a n*gga on a shelf
i got bodies on my belt yea yea
i loved them people then they left, left me out’chere by myself
i got tired, i can’t help, now they say
i say, i love playing and they self, b*tch you better get some help, im not sneaking not i’m coming for they ass
paid that b*tch that bag, then they left, left me f*cked up, no health
i just wonder why they do a n*gga bad?

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