
low life (letter to ben) - youngboy never broke again lyrics
[intro]
al geno on the track
uh, uh
i ain’t got no, i ain’t really got no direction, yeah
[chorus]
young n*gga sellin’ boy out a rented car
convicted felon facin’ years, this ain’t no rented charge
guns on, mind gone ’cause he miss his boy
puttin’ mines down ain’t a question, you done went too far
life been a challenge
my love life still unbalanced
these hoes been stealin’ my heart
i’m needin’ help from [?]
they been trained to play they part
i bet the blind see what’s happenin’
they really with you, you thought
they f*ckin’ who feed they fantasy
black beretta the hammer pin
this .45 i do damage you
cool my mind down with cannabis
sanctuary of sanity
could map this out on my management
i got plaques everywhere
if you want, you could have that sh*t
ain’t no room on the shelf
[verse]
live a low life
i used to trap ‘front kayden mama, night to morning, i got that sh*t on
they ain’t wan’ wait on me
up and humble, but i’m still lil’ homie
yeah, with a bigger bag than so called big homie
n*gga mad i had my back before they did
they put that wish on me
assassins put that stick on me
what that p*ssy n*gga payin’ for?
seven up
one in the grave
you could that b*tch this what i stand for
i don’t do no sharin’
she showin’ that you can, then you can have her
got a better b*tch, you thought i really wouldn’t?
that wasn’t even half her
cold sh*t, whole clique, i got more bodies than half of ’em
burnin’ world, cold b*tch, i’m who they choose when they wanna stab somethin’
live a low life
all the sh*t that i seen, yeah, i mean, yeah
came up from the block and i achieve, yeah
ten don’t wan’ leave the spot, i put a arm around his ass
whenever that we hear a shot, you know they gunnin’ for your ass
oh, yeah
long as i’m your brother, never broke, you got a bag
oh, yeah
tears of joy, you put your first one in a body bag
it’s sad them n*ggas be bluffin’ and i’m knowin’ that make you mad
just take after your brother, get that money, stay on smashed
[chorus]
young n*gga sellin’ boy out a rented car
convicted felon facin’ years, this ain’t no rented charge
guns on, mind gone ’cause he miss his boy
puttin’ mines down ain’t a question, you done went too far
life been a challenge
my love life still unbalanced
these hoes been stealin’ my heart
i’m needin’ help from [?]
they been trained to play they part
i bet the blind see what’s happenin’
they really with you, you thought
they f*ckin’ who feed they fantasy
black beretta the hammer bent
this .45 i do damage you
cool my mind down with cannabis
sanctuary of sanity
could map this out on my management
i got plaques everywhere
if you want, you could have that sh*t
ain’t no room on the shelf
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