Eli

人聲: Youngboy Never Broke Again
Ooh, you a fool for this one
Yeah, this for them thug ******, you heard me? (Oh)
We all got them trials and tribulations (slatt)
We all got a lotta ****** hatin
W-w-w-w-winners circle
But you know we gotta capitalize off that s**t
You hear me? (Slatt , slatt, slatt, slatt)
***** I really be rappin, all my ****** really be trappin
You hear me? But tell me whats the difference though
This for Lil Ben (Ben)
Shootout anywhere, you know that we with it
I done did it again (again)
This for them ****** that post in them trenches (yeah)
They callin again (YoungBoy the money good, he right here, Ima zip him)
Im fallin again (thats my *****, if he down, Ima lift him)
Roll up a gar, start up the car, lets get off in some s**t
Montana say he think somebody snitchin in the clique
This s**t aint playin,
Aint no tellin how worser can it get (can it get)
Let it play out cause if its true then Ima split his s**t (bow)
I cut his water short, I put that on my soul (on my soul)
We get it in how we live, they dont know (they dont know)
Death at the corner, devil on me, my heart cold (my heart cold)
Heard these ****** want it, grab the gutter , time to roll (skrrt)
Creep through the house,
We let out shots the first minute we see em (bow, bow, bow)
MAC with a suppressor, once I bust it,
Theyll never hear em (pew, pew)
***** we reallysteppin, he want pressure, I wouldnt wanna be him
Til that ***** die I open fire every time I see him
Ran off with ****, I told Black Bo that we gon get em though
Every day Im runnin with some hittas straight up out that four
Really big B livin, sellin drugs right up off the porch
Play round with my money, squeeze his neck until he ***** * choke
Bout it, Black Bo slapped the **** out the ***** that ratted on me
Got these tats in my face and I scream NBA
What the **** do you mean its tatted on me
Ima post in the Nawf with a TEC up on me
Ima walk through the mall with a check up on me
Got a gun where my waist at, you know I dont play that
I want a ***** for to take it from me
I heard these ***** ****** hatin on me
I guess that he pray to the devil ( yeah)
They know that we stay bout whatever (yeah)
If he play then you know we gon stretch him (yeah)
Im runnin with some cold steppers (steppers)
They dont got no mind, they reckless (they reckless)
Say he gon rob me, you know I wont let him (yeah)
Stay with that Glock and you know Im a felon (pum, pow, pum, pum)
This for Lil Ben (yeah)
Shootout anywhere, you know that we with it
I done did it again (yeah)
This for them ****** that post in them trenches (post in the trenches)
They callin again (YoungBoy the money good, he right here, Ima zip him)
Im fallin again (thats my *****,if he down, Ima lift him)
Roll up a gar, start up the car, lets get off in some s**t
Montana say he think somebody snitchin in the clique
This s**t aint playin, aint no tellin how worser can it get (ooh)
Let it play out cause if its true then Ima split his s**t (grra)