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bad mornings - youngboy never broke again lyrics

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(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 (soul)

(verse 1)

blow, 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 for the show 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 got nothin i wanna do better with my life but take nine catics, with my life collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most highest 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 whеn you see the kid on sight

(chours)

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 bankroll ridin’ round with my bros

(vеrse 2)

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 (let’s go) on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain (but it’s still come slow) try me hardest to put a smile on top of my main but it still can’t coupe

i can’t quit (quit) at all, at all , i ain’t hurt, i ain’t hurt, at all, at all on my soul (soul) 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 (let’s go) on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain (but it’s still come slow) try me hardest to put a smile on top of my main but it still can’t coupe

(verse 1 again)

blow, 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 for the show 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 got nothin i wanna do better with my life but take nine catics, with my life collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most highest 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

(verse 2 again)
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 (let’s go) on 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain (but it’s still come slow) try me hardest to put a smile on top of my main but it still can’t coupe

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