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preach (life before fame) - youngboy never broke again lyrics

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i turned the preacher daughter bad, i think i’m a dummy
these n*ggas know what up, know i’m bout whateva’
i’m in the streets i keep that heat, you know i be steppin’
i miss the nawf just like my granny, my heart in them trenches
yo’ girl gone cheat on you for nothing
so i’m done with these b*tches
i think about it every minute, ain’t stoppin’ my mission
on my payroll i got hittas i pay ’em commision
interrogated by detectives won’t tell ’em i did it
i told montana that i love him, on dave i meant it
put 20 thousand on his head, they catch him i send it
get on my knee on side the bed like “father, forgive me”
was sellin’ weed f*cked up my profit, i ain’t make a dolla’
the fame getting to my n*ggas, i cut off my partners
before i call on you, i put my trust up in this choppa’
movin’ like he can’t get touched real quick, i bet i stop em’
n*gga ain’t give me sh*t but hand out like i owe him something
i don’t give a f*ck if we step together, i’ll show you something
b*tches think they sl!ck, they all deceive so i’ll never love em’
bre was my first love but she changed so i’ll never trust her
this the files of a n*gga who ain’t neva’ bleed
this the story of a child who was in them streets
why the f*ck i’m taking care of them? they ain’t do sh*t for me
why the f*ck i’m showing you so much love?
and b*tch you leaving me
keandre dead, the only thing i think about is tyler
i’m full of pain and wake up every morning and i’m smilin’
they think i’m dumb
you got me f*cked up i got plenty knowledge
they don’t give a f*ck about how i feel
they don’t know my problems
just cause you around me, i ain’t forget bout everything you said
i let some shots off in the air for my n*ggas dead
do anything in the world for you, i’m livin’ red
showin’ love to them n*ggas they might bust my head
mad bout a gun, but for a fact i won’t do you nothin’
mad that i’m up but you remember you ain’t give me nothing
i ain’t give up on my mission
f*ck you mean b*tch i was steady hustlin’
handin’ all you n*ggas money b*tch and i steady strugglin’
montana know about my pain and everything i told him
i told him watch what he was saying, but sh*t i had to fold him
up in that cell b*tch i was cryin’ with no one to hold me
youngboy a soldier, i remember what my grampa told me
batty bwoy if you cross imma’ take your life
i’m full of drugs so imma’ die if i get caught tonight
tell my lil’ brother and my sons it’s gone be alright
nba’ing to the end, it’s a way of life
young n*gga fillin’ up his arm with some heroin
he was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
you spell it backwards, what that mean? n*gga murder
livin’ wrong or right, trustin’ n0body till the his time come
yo’ ex just exposed you, now you mad like i was neva’ here
where i come from i gotta keep this b*tch up on my hip
momma’ forgive me for all the times i use to trip
know its a purpose in this world why i need to live
it ain’t too long
they don’t give a f*ck bout me, b*tch
i did something for all y’all, y’all got me f*cked up
out the flap i ain’t gotta’ smile in n0body face
y’all tell me bout all y’all
problems, y’all don’t ask how i’m feelin’ huh?
b*tch i been feelin’ like i’m finna die
b*tch i cry alone
this for all them young n*ggas who gone
and all the people who miss they babies, you heard me?
f*ck everybody in mind, y’all ain’t making my life no betta’
young n*gga fillin’ up his arm with some heroin
he was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
you spell it backwards, what that mean? n*gga murder
livin’ wrong and right, trustin’ n0body till the his time come
batty bwoy if you cross imma’ take your life
i’m full of drugs so imma’ die if i get caught tonight
tell my lil’ brother and my sons it’s gone be alright
nba’ing to the end, it’s a way of life

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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