bad morning (demo) - youngboy never broke again lyrics
[intro)]
i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all
i ain’t hurt (i ain’t hurt) at all, at all
on my soul
[verse 1]
no, i can’t teach n*gga sh*t i can make it out em’
i ain’t need no tutor been advanced for the road
doped up 2 or 3 tools goin’ on shows
40 on my t**th and 200 for my pole
300 for my car extra sneakers for the longest
i be runnin’ to the money soon as it reach my phone
i ain’t got nothin i wanna do better with my life but take narcotics, with my life
collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most high
n*gga showin’ off got it took when he got it
n*gga ran off tell me what you do ’bout it
you don’t know off the dome sh*t, can”t write
with the glock when you see the kid on sight
[chorus]
i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all
i ain’t hurt (i ain’t hurt) at all, at all
on my soul at all, at all
stay the same as my pain grow, ridin’ round with my bros
[bridge]
ridin’ in the maybach lеt’s go 10 m’s up n*gga let’s go
he a dread hеad, mhmm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain but it’s still gon’ flow
try my hardest to put a smile on top of my mans but he still can’t cope
[chrous]
i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all
i ain’t hurt (i ain’t hurt) at all, at all
ridin’ in the maybach let’s go 10 m’s up n*gga let’s go
he a dread head, mhmm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain but it’s still gon’ flow
try my hardest to put a smile on top of my mans but he still can’t cope
[outro]
no, i can’t teach n*gga sh*t i can make it out em’
i ain’t need no tutor been advanced for the road
doped up 2 or 3 tools goin’ on shows
40 on my t**th and 200 for my pole
300 for my car extra sneakers for the longest
i be runnin’ to the money soon as it reach my phone
i ain’t got nothin i wanna do better with my life but take narcotics, with my life
collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most high
n*gga showin’ off got it took when he got it
n*gga ran off tell me what you do ’bout it
you don’t know off the dome sh*t, can’t write
with the glock when you see the kid on sight
ridin’ in the maybach let’s go 10 m’s up n*gga let’s go
he a dread head, mhmm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain but it’s still gon’ flow
try my hardest to put a smile on top of my mans but he still can’t cope
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