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true story (come with me) - youngboy never broke again lyrics

[intro]
i was tryna hold it in, aye i can’t hold it in tho’
say mane, you know and i know, them b*tch ass n*ggas [?]

[chorus]
youngboy finally rich, come and see
nun but some k!llers and some steppas run with me
still tryna k!ll the other side, all my n*ggas, they gon’ ride or die
(bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bah, bahhh)
that’s the shots from that 4.5, yungin’ got 3 now
i had to zip the p*ssy b*tch, that came and shot at me huh?
vacumn seal, money skied up, b*tches throw shots at me huh?
diamonds shining on my neck and wrist ‘nd on that beam huh?
(b*tch i’m dumb)

[verse 1]
i turn up, i came from hustlin’ on the come up
they told me that shawty a hoe, but i never did know
she was right on my side, i was servin’ the smoke
i was back to back stretchin’ these n*ggas
these diamonds ain’t shining and laying on top of no hoe
that n*gga was talkin’ that sh*t but the min’ he slipped
he was dead on side of the porch
got the racks in the bag, i just counted up 4
got a b*tch onside me, who i don’t even know (let’s go)
got a n*gga head steady callin’ her phone
tryna leave it alone, but i don’t wan’ let go
got a b*tch i love for i’m leaving her ’lone
mama say that “i’m trippin” she feel that i’m wrong
the dna that’s up inside of her strong
our father creation invented a clone
[bridge]
hop off a jet and i’m on my way home
stare at the mountains, thoughts roamin’ around
n*ggas ain’t sh*t and these b*tches not neither
but n*ggas don’t like when hoes havin’ they own, yeahhhh
bae you know i don’t wanna stay here
my heart for you, it is not for them

[verse 2]
i’m like “baby, you a queen, you could link up with a cold k!ller”
bae i just pulled up in the back, i’m with some old n*ggas
everybody banging, tote them motherf*cking poles n*gga (b*tch)
everybody wit’ me do no talkin’ we throw smoke n*gga
i’m wit’ some n*ggas out that 8, we ain’t no hoes n*gga
he talkin’ reckless so i guess he lied on his toes n*gga
i throw up trey, put guns to the face, and bang them 4’s n*gga
ima nawfside baby, love them 38’s lil joe bring 4’s n*gga
get a n*gga to test something
b*tch i bet that i stretch sum’ i ain’t never been scared
b*tch i don’t got no heart, i leave you for dead
i’m the same lil n*gga that pray by the bed
black bought me a monkey so i named it “fed”
her name on the song, is the name that i said ” ”
young n*gga rich and he still got problems, he steady be thuggin’
he k!ll it with meds
i f*ck with lil shawty, he having that money
these b*tches don’t love you, they witchu’ for something
these n*ggas ain’t crazy, we steppin’ on something
get ’em hit with a check, if you reppin’ on something
he gone lay where they be and he stretchin’ him something
i don’t have no remorse, when i’m blessing me something
calmest can be, n*gga die in his sleep
like b*tch come flex me something
[chorus]
youngboy finally rich, come and see
nun but some k!llers and some steppas run with me
still tryna k!ll the other side, all my n*ggas, they gon’ ride or die
(bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bah, bahhh)
that’s the shots from that 4.5, yungin’ got 3 now
i had to zip the p*ssy b*tch, that came and shot at me huh?
vacumn seal, money skied up, b*tches throw shots at me huh?
diamonds shining on my neck and wrist ‘nd on that beam huh?
(b*tch i’m*)

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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