Realer 2 Album Lyrics by Young Boy Never Broke Again

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Put It On Me

Leor, light it up
Huh, huh, hmm, hmm
Man, this that Raq talk, look, look

She wan' put that pussy on me, put it on me
Come and pull up on me, make sure that they don't see
We gon' f*ck from night to all the way to the morning
I had to tell that bitch like, "She said them niggas claim they gon' dome me"

Don't move boy, you got me f*cked up, we gon' split ya head, yeah
Did my first drill with B, pulled down the street, tryna paint some shit red
You talk that shit then stand on that, better be 'bout what you said
Won and lost fights, inside the feds, these pussy niggas be scared
Got this lil' ho, wan' come put it on me, no one know or gon' see
She know how I'm comin', she don't get no money
Like I stab it back-to-back, I got her wet like a fountain
I picked that ass up, she said, "Don't down me"
He pussy, nigga, yeah-yeah
I don't like that nigga, yeah-yeah
One of them ho ass boys try me, I bet I'll paint the f*ckin' city red (Red-red)
F*ck yo' mama, call the feds
Bet you see just how I play it
We get active, leave out bust tags
Gotta scuffle nigga down we tag
Pockets got money, plus I got it on me
This bitch need some visine, 'cause she actin' like she don't see
Fireworks, need a A to graduate, I got a K with me
You don't understand, need a A or address, that K gon' dirty work 'em from the street
Bitch, through my whole life I had to beef
Buy dirty guns 'cause it's a war
Who say that they gon' pop YB? Yeah
We wet your feet, we play for keeps
Inside that water, ain't no sleep, so bitch, you best to have ya heat
Ain't never played 'round with my nose, point to above, gettin' full of Joe's
I know you know this shit get deep
Mama been out here on my own, my girl try hard to hold me down
But this other ho keep blowin' my phone up, yeah
I done shed tears inside that cell, I done touched down, time to cause hell
Layin' who that is, them looks prevail
Yeah, told her, "Buy condoms out the shell"
She text the phone, she said she headed over here

She wan' put that pussy on me, put it on me
Come and pull up on me, make sure that they don't see
We gon' f*ck from night to all the way to the morning
I had to tell that bitch like, "She said them niggas claim they gon' dome me"

Lil' mama wanna put it on me
I'm rollin' bitch, I make her leave
That sign that she wanna pull up, I keep making her beggin' me, "Please"
Let off shots, opp get struck from the truck
Bust 'em, zip 'em, that's keepin' the peace
Bitch, please don't get to postin' shit that them niggas get the drop on me

She wan' put that pussy on me, put it on me
Come and pull up on me, make sure that they don't see
We gon' f*ck from night to all the way to the morning
I had to tell that bitch like, "She said them niggas claim they gon' dome me"

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Boot Up

(Damn Max, this one's too hard)
(D-Roc)

Hold on, hold on
Oh, ain't none of y'all 'bout murders (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
They know we love to step on shit (Yeah)
A switch on back, I burst 'em (Bah, bah, bah)
And a white T-shirt, we dirt that bitch (Huh?)
Get a new toe tag, we murk 'em
They be sayin' YoungBoy a dirty bitch (Kentrell)
I got these hoes talkin' 'bout they ain't fail, huh? (Bitch)
I got lil' shawty wanna f*ck, she already been everywhere
I know this stanky ho ain't talkin', she done been everywhere (Yeah)
I told that bitch, "Stop all that stallin', let me go get in there"

Hold up (Oh, oh), I'm Polo'd down (Down)
Make yo' ho come blow me down (Down)
Got a .38 and a hammer burner
Got a AR with a hundred rounds (Grr)
Monkey nuts, this bitch got monkey nuts
Come on now, bitch, come and test yo' luck
We gon' make you bite the dust
Who that is that plan on strikin' us? So we can wipe 'em up (Baow, baow)
That be that chopper talk that make them pussy niggas tail tuck
I'ma cause hell, bitch, play with us
I ain't seen bail, time to suit up
Timmy gettin' our motion granted
Jumpin' fresh, it's full of dope and haul in

Boot up, boot up
Bitch nigga, yeah
Been down to served ten years just 'cause he left a nigga dead
(Still out his mind)
Boot up, bitch, boot up
I bang green, I bang red
We gon' flash a cutter in this bitch and they gon' have to call the paramedics

Hold it steady, aim with precision shootin' that blicky
This Adderal not Penicillin
I'm tryna send some shit straight through the ceilin'
Before he died he ain't get no attention bitch, with yo' irrelevant ass
Car got false plates with, that's stolo taxed
Bro got his Glock taped with a drum, not mag'
I'm on his ass, when we get on his ass, he better not freeze up (Up)
Shawty on my ass, but, I don't want her ass
I ain't tryna tease her (Her)
I just make her feel brand new, then straight delete her
That's my lil' Boss Baby, go to thuggin', I call her Murder Amunita
Y'all ass be on sudden shit, YoungBoy be on all of that
Get the drop, I send the blitz, I ain't stoppin' shit, no fallin' back
Pussy want to Insta' beef, he Tweetin' and I see all of that
Head hunter all on the road
Get off house arrest, I'm gon' spray at all they ass

(Yeah, and I'm with it)
Hold on, hold on
(Stop playin' with me, bitch)
'Cause ain't none of y'all 'bout murders (Yeah)
They know we love to step on shit (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A switch on back, I burst 'em (Bah, bah, bah)
And a white T-shirt, we dirt that bitch (Huh?)
Get a new toe tag, we murk 'em (Go, go, go)
They be sayin' YoungBoy a dirty bitch (Kentrell)
I got these hoes talkin' 'bout they ain't fail, huh? (Bitch)
I got lil' shawty wanna f*ck, she already been everywhere
I know this stanky ho ain't talkin', she done been everywhere (Yeah)
I told that bitch, "Stop all that stallin', let me go get in there"

Hold up now, oh-oh
Free them slimes
You already what it is, we still behind enemy lines (Hold up now, oh-oh)
We bangin' 'til the end, nigga, believe that
You bitch ass niggas gon' bleed behind this (Woah, woah)

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Dangerous Love

(My nigga Brando been sick with it)
(Say Brando, what this hittin' for?)
Uh (Top, nigga)
Uh, yeah

They figured out, did they contest? I got to be at my best
Ran up my check, ain't buy no vest, I'm still at war 'bout my set
I say you pussy bitches play, we goin' to war, it won't end
Walk down the streets over black coat with dirty rods tucked up in
I'm mad that they don't let me show my ass now
Flash out or cash out, make sure to drop that ass down
They sayin' how they know I'm in my bag now
Spend that money, makin' it right back, huh
But still can't get you out my mind, I'm shakin' while you sleep wit' me
Jump and hope up you ain't see, that's 'cause I'm on pills
I ain't see peace inside the streets since the day Big Dump got killed
These pussy bitches quick to speak but they don't know how I feel
Or see what we saw inside the scope, them pussy niggas got drilled
I done came a long way from grandma arms, sat in jail without a bond
Grew up totin' dirty guns, the side of it say L.A.P.D.
Robbing shit to get some funds, hammer cocked, my mask on
Free Lil Meechy, baby, that dog food out here for cheap
What you gon' do, eat or starve? From Nawfside to livin' large
Why the f*ck do I got ten with just a six car garage?
To this day, still scarred, grew apart and I ain't throw in my cards
She say she love me, say she with me then help me knock off that boy
She say she need me, she deceivin', inside the the play I had saw
She was f*ckin' with them niggas from out Park Forest
Ease my mind, baby, I'm medicated, rollin' hard
Tell you everything I'm facin' just in case you want the part

I'm tryna leave the streets, you see, this life ain't right
I'm tryna make sure I make it over, I live the life of a soldier
I need you to be here to sleep with me tonight
If not, I be caught up with them gunners, they tryna swerve some shit under, yeah
Dangerous love I been feelin', mm, bah-bah
One day you'll give me all your love, I been wishin' (Kick, kick, kick, uh)

Grandma baby, she died, drove me crazy, then I turned to the murder gang
4KTrey, they put your pussy ass up if you try anything
Drag your partner across that track, let 'em hop out, you might leave that man
Bitch, that's if you make it out, these slimes around got perfect aim
Been strugglin' for a long time, watch papa work a five-to-five
Come home, I got cloud eyes, loaded and he know I'm high
Bang that green and keep that red flag, ooh, they know I'm five
He play, we put that chopper on his ass, that's homicide
Want me to lose, ain't nothin' to prove, my life in 3D
They gon' hear about me from Martin Luther if they bump my CD
Or if the blogs been bashin' me, they don't wanna see me achieve, man, bitch please
I be more doped up than BG, they love that huh, I'm gon' shake back, just watch and see
My heart been broke from previous hoes, the aftermath, you might receive
You really want this? Help me change, you don't feel me? Why don't you leave
Hope you feel me, I'm diggin' deep, from behind, I pull out your weave
I'm a gangster, I don't do no blamin', you gon' stay? Or, bae, you could leave
You don't gotta worry 'bout not a dime, ain't gotta work one day 'cause I'm your man
Get everything you want, just need you 'round, alleviate the pain
Your symbol tatted on my kidney, your lil' nigga outchea gettin' it
She get serious about them benjis, tell them, "Stay up out our business" (Yeah)
By now, you see I'm talkin' tell that nigga I won't freeze up
I been caught up ballin', they gon' feel they plan on leavin' us
Try breachin' us, I back 'em up, to executives, I throw my Bs up, bitch, yeah

Dangerous love I been feelin', mm, bah-bah
One day you'll give me all your love, I been wishin' (Kick, kick, kick, uh)
I'm tryna leave the streets, you see, this life ain't right
I'm tryna make sure I make it over, I live the life of a soldier
I need you to be here to sleep with me tonight
If not I be caught up with them gunners, they tryna swerve some shit under, yeah
Dangerous love I been feelin', mm, bah-bah
One day you'll give me all your love, I been wishin' (Kick, kick, kick, uh)

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Bloody Night

Look, uh, woah, woah, let's talk, nigga
Yeah, yeah, who said they gon' do somethin' to me?
Bitch ass nigga, you ain't tell nigga you don't wanna do nothin' with me
Yeah, look

Bitch, I got a problem, yeah, still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my bitch a Prada bag, she gotta give ass on ass
I'm a solo baby, married baby, 38 made me, nigga, yeah
Police could not tame me, so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you niggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them bitches "Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin', so y'all help my diss like, yeah, them all gone

I need a nigga who dead
Gon' lay in your bag, gon' lose your head, bitch
Them boys you with, they scared to light
Turn red, we leave you dead with it
I'm smokin', tryna focus
Now I'm called on me, pay her rent
Lil' posted nigga said that Quando got me tryna solve shit
Been waitin' your mans, it's like he ran up, switch 'em back with drums in
Shoot your front door, if you don't know, we don't choose, bitch, I don't pick
These niggas been tryna steal my style, don't try see what I'ma come with
But I ain't got Jason, so they f*ck, the engineer ain't on shit
Shorty, hol' on, put that pussy on me, want me, I don't see
How lil' mama done fit all that ass up in those jeans?
I got plenty hundreds on me, just won't lean, I don't smoke weed
And I got a slam just for your slam for who condone me

Bitch, I got a problem, yeah, still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my bitch a Prada bag, she gotta give ass on ass
I'm a solo baby, married baby, 38 made me, nigga, yeah
Police could not tame me, so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you niggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them bitches "Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin', so y'all help my diss like, yeah, them all gone

You'll lose your life
'Cause they been trippin', they can't wait 'til y'all make a wrong right
And that's exactly how that shit turn on a better night
Yep, you just don't know your life might end at the next green light
I just see inside your eyes that you ain't never been inside that car
Nigga, you just grew around that shit, boy, you a bitch
And all them old ass niggas that you be runnin'
We gon' end up on some zombie shit from a headshot, when lil' bro and 'em swanged the switch
Who that is, say they want Top pic? Gotta put 'em on my top list
I won't drop shit 'til I heard that he got blicks (Yeah, he got blicks)
You see them bangin' green, know that be my shit
I bossed it all, them foreigns, they drop shit
Get a drop, gon' show you they gon' stay in' who you with
They gon' stay in the clip

Bitch, I got a problem, yeah, still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my bitch a Prada bag, she gotta give ass on ass
I'm a solo baby, married baby, 38 made me, nigga, yeah
Police could not tame me, so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you niggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them bitches "Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin', so y'all help my diss like, yeah, them all gone

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I Don't Like It

(Leor, light it up)

You say I ain't your nigga
I feel I'm somethin' deeper
I'm a softly spoken creature
And I know you wanna see my fly
I'd die for you, you know
Hope you don't switch up neither

Gotta stay protected, so I stay suited like Steve Harvey
Turnt up then I took off on these niggas like I'm Lori and I
Came from EBT, no award won from BET
Try to keep my peace, but them niggas shot at me only for to say they got at me, oh-oh
Why they blockin' me? I ain't have not a pot to pee
Unless I stay with Three at my grandpa house, I can't stay with moms, 'cause we up in beef
She ain't wanted me to stay up in her house 'cause I stay in trouble and be smokin' weed
She couldn't do a thing when police roll me out
Hope you happy now that I achieved
Don't fold on me, I won't fold on you
That we don't do
I just want her to be my fan, she got a dude
I don't know why you wanna be with me like I want you
Try for to put my pride to the side and hope we make it through
I got this shit up in order, woah
They want a verse, I'ma charge 'em
I buy her a new car, ain't buy her no starter
You know that I pop out with diamonds a awful lot
Her body brand new like I bought her from off the lot
Shawty and I brand new, my brodie pop out a lot
He jump out and pop it, he makin' your body rot
I'm screamin' out, "Murder," like, welcome to JamRock

You say I ain't your nigga
I feel I'm somethin' deeper
I'm a softly spoken creature
And I know you wanna see my fly
I'd die for you, you know
Hope you don't switch up neither
If you say you love me, I got it
Can't you quit that clubbing? 'Cause I don't like it
I don't know why they be with all that typing, knowing they ain't like that
I don't need no wife, most of these niggas even just like me
Just as long as they don't try that

I feel that it's nothin' too high
If you low, then I'm bringin' you high
On your own, you got it right
Congratulations, I'm proud
You know I got some trust issues from all my past relations
If you go down now, you know I'ma shoot
I don't do no contemplatin' (No)

You say I ain't your nigga
I feel I'm somethin' deeper
I'm a softly spoken creature
And I know you wanna see my fly
I'd die for you, you know
Hope you don't switch up neither
If you say you love me, I got it
Can't you quit that clubbing? 'Cause I don't like it
I don't know why they be with all that typing, knowing they ain't like it
I don't need no wife, most of these niggas even just like me
Just as long as they don't try that

Gotta stay protected, so I stay suited like Steve Harvey
Turnt up then I took off on these niggas like I'm Lori, and I
Came from EBT, no award won from BET
Try to keep my peace, but them niggas shot at me only for to say they got at me, oh-oh

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Tell Me

(Tre made this beat)
(It's me, Mario, hahahaha)
(AKel)
Ayy, you know, from the first time I saw you, I, I always had a special feelin' for you
(D-Roc)

Now, tell me, who you love?
Oh, now, tell me, who you love?
Oh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Now turn around, face down, ass up, take it down, run back (Mhm)
I try for to ease my mind, I play like I'm not
Oh my, you drove me crazy

Spend plenty money 'cause I make it
That shit they on is all outdated
We stay updated, chasing paper
I got a big bag, and I ain't never kick back
Since I been up on it, I been better, 'kay?
Who you lovin'?
Who you lookin' for to see when I'm clubbin'?
Tell me after, is it anyone you'll leave with?
This ain't the way I was in her business, I'm just thinkin'
All my cash out on the spot for the four seasons
I'm a dog, we thuggin' every ho
After all, you know I do not treat you like it, no
You be thuggin' and treatin' like you don't love me at all
You be tellin' me hurtful things when yo' feelings get involved
Now, I want to know

Now, tell me, who you love? (I want to know)
Oh, now, tell me, who you love? (I want to know)
Oh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Now turn around, face down, ass up, take it down, run back (Mhm)
I try for to ease my mind, I play like I'm not
Oh my, you drove me crazy

I love you more than a Buck
I don't give one, care 'bout what they talkin'
I just wan' run it up
Try make you happy with this rappin', all the stackin' it up
He want you back, but, you can leave
This nigga got me f*cked up
This his last time dissin' me, I got to get him bust-up
I see you tend to hold me more everytime we f*ck
They try to tell me things about you, like some guys who you f*ck
Like how you feelin'? F*ck that tippin'
Buy you new Bentley truck
Money made me change, I ain't ducked out like how I was
But, when you love

Now, tell me, who you love? (I love you)
Oh, now, tell me, who you love? (I love you)
I love, I love you
Tell me, who you love?
Now, tell me, who you love? (I)
Oh, now, tell me, who you love?
Now, tell me, who you love?
Oh, now, tell me, who you love?
Who you love?
Now turn around, face down, ass up, take it down, run back (Mhm)
I try for to ease my mind, I play like I'm not
Oh my, you drove me crazy

Okay, I got a bottle
Take her shoppin', then, I follow
I done got shit exotic
Got a body, got a motto
I got her right on side me, then, I stop and get on top
Oh-oh, ooh

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Shotta Soul

(Damn, ayo Drum, play that bitch back)
Oh damn, let me tell you niggas 'bout most of the-
Most of the shit, and I say
(Danny got that juice)

Had some problems, but, that's what made me who I am today (Today)
They was tearin' me down, I ain't never break (I ain't never break)
Interrogation, I ain't never say
Nigga got hit up with that Drac' (Shh, pow, pow)
I'm from the 'hood, you break the rules, you got to pay (You got to pay)
I done made it on my own, say, "Amen" (Amen, Amen)
I'm protected everywhere I go (Mhm)
Free my brothers in the sprinter van
Fifty cent chip bags from the store
Now, a young nigga got hella bands
Bands, I'm so high that I won't never land

I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)
Say, "I love you" 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That's a fact)
Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back
But, she still around puttin' up with my ass
Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag
Put her ass on that
If I cop one, I'll buy multiple (Woah)
Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotter soul (Oh)
I don't talk no planet
Ride me like a rodeo (Oh)
Ohh

I know that you see I'm worse than before (Oh-oh)
But, If you mine, you'll stay on my side
Don't tell a nigga that can't take mine
Got to make more money than I had before, oh
But, he don't value what you mean, now, I know
Now, you got to tell a nigga your time gone
My sons gone, my mind gone, they thinkin' that (They thinkin' that)
Young nigga rick like Richy
Rich like Rich The Kid, I pay the bills
I pay my mama bills, and the lawyer fees
For my bro', I'll probably sell the house
He say, "Murder fees," don't bring 'em me
Know I play for keeps, I knock some off (I knock some off)
Black Range truck, pull up sport, take off (Skrrt, skrrt, let's go)
Better not tell me shit, I'm inside my house
Told a bitch she better watch her mouth (Watch)
You know I'm a gangster
You know it ain't long 'til the day that they say I'ma die (Die)
Not a child, I don't cry
Just make sure I'm focused, I'm rollin' with sticks in the ride (Sticks in the ride)
And make sure I stack up my Ms for my child
You know that I ran up my Ms for them kids (Them racks)
I ain't seen my daughter or son in over a year and still don't know what I did (What I did)
Play games, nigga, I set the bait
Mask up, ride with my TEC to [?]
If I got 'em, make sure I designer my kids
Lord know I grew up to [?]

I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)
Say, "I love you" 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That's a fact)
Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back
But, she still around puttin' up with my ass
Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag
Put her ass on that
If I cop one, I'll buy multiple (Woah)
Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotter soul (Oh)
I don't talk no planet
Ride me like a rodeo (Oh, rodeo)
Ohh

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Fresh Prince of Utah

Bow-wow
Hold up, yeah, yeah
Top, Top
Uh, uh

It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
No more county product of the feds
Flag green, the Cutlass red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Now bitch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him, they know that he don't like them

This is a story all about how
A pistol totin' kid named YoungBoy grew up in the Nawf
Whole life in war, he got some money then he moved to Utah
But still ain't stop from the top the mountain, he steppin', knockin' shit off, bitch
Still with the clique, you know for shit, we don't switch
I put this ho inside the trench, you try to diss Big Dump bitch, yeah
Four Loko with some Hennessy on drunk shit
Spray the whole crowd, don't use my aim so don't try me, I assist
Perc' 30, bro brought Roxies
Bought all the dirty Roxies
My show the week the stock in
Got your bitch, don't know where I been
Parade in my city, plenty murder cases
City players, outside playin'
Hold up, think I see the pill man, I'm finna run out Xans
Uh, you know I like to dance, stopped and watch me give it, yeah
Shawty, yeah, this lil' bitch said, she wanna have my extra leg
Hollow tips stuffed in the head
Cock it, pop this bitch, no stoppin'
I'm locked in, I count Ms, I spend about a thousand, yeah

It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
No more county product of the feds
Flag green, the Cutlass red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Now bitch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him, they know that he don't like them

You don't wan' f*ck with me, Slimeball sold Calicos
Girl, your plates off UC, we'll bang it out at the county call
Ten got three hoes, and bottom back from Valero
And FaceTime me on my phone, and let me watch while you take 'em down
Uh, you know I need a rachet bitch that be on rachet shit, with saggy tits, f*ck it
Baggin' bitches, I don't need them ones, I don't give one f*ck, I'm thuggin'
I love them hoes from out that north, know them hoes out that north, they love me
Look, look, mm-hm-mm-hm (Get down)
Nigga tried to bust
Tried to get my shake back, know I'm rushin'
Tried to get my shake back by my cousin, nigga
Huh, the f*ck you mean?
Double cup muddy, movin' sluggish
Saw me on Plank Road, me and Buster in the Cutlass, nigga

It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
No more county product of the feds
Flag green, the Cutlass red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Now bitch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him, they know that he don't like them

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Never Lie

(Say, Brando, what it's hittin' for?)

Lil' bro, my soul tired, don't wan' cry, but I'm hurtin' inside
Why I gotta fake my smile? Oh, she can't see that I'm tryin'
Perc' 10, grindin', I'm puttin' work in
She know I ain't perfect, but she know that I'm worth it, oh

What that talkin' do? Make us load up, puttin' down your crew
Lil' bro' rollin', pistol totin', but we both focused, I'm loaded too
Got a chick who feelin' me, and to get me, gon' f*ck the crew
If it go down, just hope we first for to let it off before it boom
I see they tryna strategize, they could re-design, still all gon' die
Better tell 'em people, child, "Don't choose sides"
Ain't no name on them choppers, bullets flyin'
F*ck around and get your soul relocated
These pussy-ass niggas pissed off that I made it

I want the money, the diamonds, and all of the pearls
Fast cars, bad women, keep on spinnin' the world (Oh, I)
Don't get inside of the car if not a pipe inside (Oh, I)
They know Lil' Top get active, I ain't never lie

You wan' play 'round with my heart 'cause you know that I love you
If I ain't love you from the start, will the bitches up and thug you?
Tell me, "F*ck me," I tell you, "F*ck you"
Don't know why the f*ck you touch me, bitch, I ain't touch you
Look, I don't wan' fight, lay down tonight, you made my pain go away
Like you ain't gotta sit there repeatin' like I ain't hear a thing you say
So bae, you wan' be 4KTrey?
"But leave that 'lone, that shit for lames"
That's what I tell her, but I know she know I'm dangerous, that's a shame
I went bought the bitch a chain
I went bought the bitch a ring
Up inside of this right here, the bitch was straight before she came
Tryna let my pain pass over, I been standin' in the rain
Got nothin' to claim, fightin' for a title, still ain't claim

Lil' bro, my soul tired, don't wan' cry, but I'm hurtin' inside
Why I gotta fake my smile? Oh, she can't see that I'm tryin'
Perc' 10, grindin', I'm puttin' work in
She know I ain't perfect, but she know that I'm worth it, oh

I want the money, the diamonds, and all of the pearls
Fast cars, bad women, keep on spinnin' the world (Oh, I)
Don't get inside of the car if not a pipe inside (Oh, I)
They know Lil' Top get active, I ain't never lie

---

Denthead

Hol' on, hol' on
Woah, woah, woah
Ah, uh, gang
Baow
(D-Roc)
Let's do it

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Bitch, you better not step on my motherf*ckin' shoes, huh
Love a bitch, think they can play with top gun, make the news
I bought my whole f*ckin' crew, they dummy, I'm tryna sink
Bitch, you gon' go

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Muscle like a steak, my Giseppe's all about blue
I'm in here, who gon' stretch me? Know my 5s lookin' at his toes
Soon as I point, know he gon' shoot, that's how he do, that be my doola
Sada boom, yeah, yeah
Soon as we gon' start this bitch, hop out
They hatin', they better stop that shit, can't stop they numbers, I'm hot now
This money, got a lot of it, go tell 'em put the Top son (Top son)
Shorty wanna f*ck me, say she love me
Know that I'm thuggin', I ain't goin' for nothin'
I push the button, it turn out ugly
I say "F*ck it, it's a murder scene"
Thugged up and I'm screamin' "Free my cousin" on all plenty lanes

Shorty wanna chill, but I couldn't right now
I've been rollin' off them pills and I can't think right now
Let a nigga play, he gon' get-, kill 'em out the window hangin' out
We bang it out, try knock 'em out, bitch, close your mouth, yeah

This TEC can make you hit the deck, they roll you out, yeah
Know that we grimy than a motherf*cker, f*ck him, let his mama love him
Outside, we slam this stupid motherf*cker
Tryna keep us set above water, we plugged 'em
Better learn how to swim or you in trouble (Bitch, ha)
Bitch, I know what you thinkin', better not motherf*ckin' play with me
Leave your brain outside, just with your head head bust up the side of the streets
All my niggas stand on business, I'd die for them, all they'll die for me

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Bitch, you better not step on my motherf*ckin' shoes, huh
Love a bitch, think they can play with top gun, make the news
I bought my whole f*ckin' crew, they dummy, I'm tryna sink
Bitch, you gon' go

Shorty wanna chill, but I couldn't right now
I've been rollin' off them pills and I can't think right now
Let a nigga play, he gon' get-, kill 'em out the window hangin' out
We bang it out, try knock 'em out, bitch, close your mouth, yeah

---

Popping Shit

(feat. Jaz)

(Pipe that shit up TNT)
(Why they mad?)

Poppin shit, Balenciaga (Hmm, yeah)
I'm the shit, I'm the topic (Hmm, yeah)
Long hair like Rapunzel, make sure my heart never fades
Singin' to the thunder (Hmm-mm-mm)

Singin' to the thunder, stayin' strong through the rain
Switched up for that bag, but can't get mad, 'cause I won't change
Four-door matte black Jag as I smash through the lanes, huh
I know that shit sad but I fall back cause all it lame
Poppin' shit, lovin' how you look in all that Dior
Millions blood, what she want, I get it for
Diamonds hittin', they on galore, took off, hit this bitch, oh, Lord
I'm the shit, I know they know it, pop your shit, I'm out here for it
Take off them things that I'm actin', I'm in it, I'm in this bitch, I know Lil' Top
My only girl, you know my ma', you know my hustle'll never stop
You know my grind'll never flop, see all these foreigns that's at my house
That hatin' shit, I make it stop, whip out that bag like, "Close your mouth"

Poppin shit, Balenciaga (Hmm, yeah)
I'm the shit, I'm the topic (Hmm, yeah)
Long hair like Rapunzel, make sure my heart never fades
Singin' to the thunder (Hmm-mm-mm)
Poppin' shit, Bentyaga (Hmm-mm, yeah)
I'm the shit, I'm the topic (Hmm-mm, yeah)
Long hair like Rapunzel, make sure my heart never fades
Singin' to the thunder (Hmm-mm-mm)

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I'm the One

Came and got a Rolls
(D-Roc)
Woah, I'm tired, I'm tired
Shit
Mhm-mhm, uh

I am the one got the store, keep it comin'
Walk in the venue, might throw out some money
I know how it feel for to not to have nothin'
I'm gon' spend me a hundred and turn up my youngin
Betrayed, and got stabbed in my back and it's killin' me
And, this happened like too many times
Ain't no sense to the crying, I'ma turn up my rhymes
I'ma cash out that shine, I might buy me a ride
I won't kill anymore (Oh, yeah)
I wanna lay in her arms when I look in her eyes
I flew the bitch on the jet, but, her attitude nasty
That's everytime she on my side
I spent eight hundred thousand on a brand new AP
Quit that rappin', ain't tellin' no lies
Stay with that static, do dirt with that fire
Pussy ass rapper get switched like a child
Oh, you wan' cap? Get slapped
Better chill with that bap, up the strap like, "Woah"
I thought that you was my friend, I just want you to win
You forever my bro' (Oh)
Came up, thuggin' for to get it to my mama, I'm sorry
I been healin' my soul
She ain't really love me, she was playin', oh, no
Thought that I did it, whole time, I ain't know

Hm, separate fast, I'm sick of these hoes
Ten rubber bands, I'm sick of these broads
Links on my wrist, but, this time ain't froze (Time, oh)
Hope you didn't think I was playin' when I said I'll never go broke
But, I only got two problems right now
Where to spend my money at? And, should I get a new ho?
She got a problem

One, for to take care of her baby
And two, for to pay off her house
He got a problem
That iron or the money he makin', he plannin' on robbin' about it
I got a problem, you already know how I'm bangin'
My niggas do dirt with that chopper
New Chanel bag, gotta tell a bitch body
Hermès bag could've bought big body

Hm, separate fast, I'm sick of these hoes
Ten rubber bands, I'm sick of these broads
Links on my wrist, but, this time ain't froze (Time, oh)
Hope you didn't think I was playin' when I said I'll never go broke
But, I only got two problems right now
Where to spend my money at? And, should I get a new ho?
She got a problem

She know that I got it, just hit me whenever, wherever you go
I ain't buy her no body
I just let the bitch drive the Maybach to the store
Stack up that money, just layin', my grandad say, "On soul"
I just gave her two million
Don't play with me shawty

---

Survive

Inside the streets, you gon' achieve or you gon' bleed, it's just the way up in life (Ayy, Bans, what you cookin'?)
(It's Malik on the track)
It's just how things go in life (Ah, ah)

Is you gon' stay? Is you gon' leave?
Your love hurt, why don't you see?
My love works, then work with me
You just gotta decide (Decide, decide)
Body ache, no open scars on, meaning physically, I'm full of pain
My mental fightin' to keep it sane
They want it blown off from close range (Close range)
Two Glocks, they twins, my girl and daughter identical, I'm pitiful
Can't find a way to open up my heart and strictly feel for you
Why? I done seen things that hurt my eyes
Before we even got this serious, you really liked my guys
I'm sittin' here curious, I ain't billin' it, just really wan' know why
Likewise, you would think that way, you accepted all my invested time
My day one nigga, look
ChoppaBoy home, tryna turn him to a star (To a star)
Make sure we last what I'm on, K bulletproof with no car
Dope on my pants, comin' home, I scored my first ball of hard
Finally on with me not knowin' I have to carry on without my boy (Mmm)

It's okay when it's safe, I'm around
I won't see you left behind, can you call?
Through the rain, trappin' all through the storm
I know the sun gon' shine on a new day

Plenty money turn you from ratchet to classy talk
But you still wan' act like you a dirty ho
Bitch, you too old
You do certain shit to make them laugh and that's what make me send you on
Bitch, I'm too private up inside my home and I know you know
Been prayin' that Baby Joe can win, Boozilla seed, that's on my soul
Wan' leave the streets, just point the way that you wan' go
I gotta cuff and love your blick more than your ho
And bring a stick out on the road
They after us, that boy died playing with Quando
Feel like I've been at this shit like way too long
Man, y'all been 'posed to have a home
I need somethin' stronger, man, this smoke not too much potent
I cannot let 'em turn me down, I get it on
I'm workin', I make song for song
But I know they still gon' try to blackball me, they hoes (They hoes, bitches)

It's okay when it's safe, I'm around
I won't see you left behind, can you call?
Through the rain, trappin' all through the storm
I know the sun gon' shine on a new day

They know I kick it, gotta get it, I'ma win it
Might have to pop out with that glizzy
I know the sun gon' shine on a new day
Get it, work it, on the pivot, f*ck the critics
Gotta finish, gotta take it there and get it
I know the sun gon' shine on a new day

It's okay when it's safe, I'm around
I won't see you left behind, can you call?
Through the rain, trappin' all through the storm
I know the sun gon' shine on a new day

Hey
I know the sun gon' shine on a new day
Hey
Oh

---

You Knew

We got London on the track

I got on Balmain and she got on CC, this was playin' before Christ
She be playin' games and she got it on repeat, that the shit that I don't like
She be comin' toxic on the 'net, tryna show her body, I'm so dumb on the Kawasaki
Find her old man, we gon' stretch him and take her shoppin' and she never gon' tell nobody
I am fresh, she smooth, keep me one, Cancùn
And you, and you know what you doin'
And violate you, out my life, baby, I lose
Got me motivated but you know I been G'd up
When you up in the set, they need us
Now they never can come back

Throw that ass in, make it come back (Oh, nah)
Anything that you want, you can have that
Young nigga ain't ever have to make a comeback
I'm the one sittin' on the hill with a big bag
I gotta go hard, we ain't never gon' stop
Once I'm finally started, you know that I'm turnin' up, you know

Take you out, five star, what you don't like?
Do your make-up, favorite part be your highlights
Feelin' you up from the back, through your side for the night
Picture, no usin' no filters, no way
I am not worried 'bout your nigga, okay?
She know I'm official soon as she get with me
She percolate, ah-ah, I get her medicated, gotta hit up my boy
Diamond her neck, bracelets, I want VV the set
I'm in a mink coat, keep me warm so that they the, oh-oh, oh
Typhoon, she water approved (Oh)
Know she bettin' on me, she won't lose (Oh)

You do what you do and you knew
And you, you knew that I'ma ride
Now throw that ass in, make it come back (Oh, nah)
Anything that you want, you can have that
Young nigga ain't ever have to make a comeback
I'm the one sittin' on the hill with a big bag
I gotta go hard, we ain't never gon' stop
Once I'm finally started, you know that I'm turnin' up, you know

Not expressin' myself 'cause I'm scared you gon' leave
You wanna tell you the reasons for things
'Cause I know that you think a certain way and it's not what it seems
Lil' shawty insurance 'cause I'm feelin' too tight
And I get what you want then you bannin' my side
See, my exes are addin' you later, fah
Don't be sayin' what you say, got me hurtin' inside
She know one thing, I'm G'd up
Shawty motivatin' me, think I need her
Can't a new bitch make me leave her (Mm)
As long as I got you, with bitches, I'm through
For a fact, I won't watch you, you f*ck up, that's you

'Cause you do what you do and you knew
And you, you knew that I'ma ride
Throw that ass in, make it come back (Oh, nah)
Anything that you want, you can have that
Young nigga ain't ever have to make a comeback
I'm the one sittin' on the hill with a big bag
I gotta go hard, we ain't never gon' stop
Once I'm finally started, you know that I'm turnin' up, you know (Turn up)

---

Purge Me

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)

Mmm, headache from me hurtin'
This Percocet ain't workin'
Hope that you won't do me dirty, yeah
I drink lean out the bottle
Soul flying rotto, from the bottom, I'ma shine up
I won't hurt you if you don't hurt me
I ain't seen you yet, I ain't worried
I got choppas on the seat, I ain't worried
Got my daughter upstairs, please don't try to purge me

Yeah, baby, I'm a demon, I be high as I could be, yeah
Man, I miss my niggas, I'm by myself, I'm drinkin' lean
Can't run out, I need more potion
No, I ain't the only one that's hurtin'
I can't say some things right now, but you know one thing's for certain
I f*ck with you, that's why I pulled up with you, you know
You don't notice everything that you do
She want that coupe I bought it, I'm in her head
You do what you do, I'm 'bout it
Now, you go ahead
I'm a young nigga, I got big Benjis
Uh, came up, I ain't goin' broke no more
Gotta make sure they know, oh-oh
Got four-eight bitches, stay out my business
I ain't goin' outside, I bet I know
I say, "Oh no," oh-oh
From the top to the bottom
Know you better watch out, I'm a goblin
Grave digger, I want all the problems
Pallbearer, we handle they body
Get it poppin', she know how I'm rockin'
She don't know, but she know all about it
Stick beside me, I'm floodin' her body
Everything that I buy is exotic (Woah-woah)
How you feel when you with me?
Mmm, up the pole, this drip from overseas
Lay you down and strip you out your jeans, ahh
I won't hurt you, just don't plan on hurtin' me, ah

Mmm, headache from me hurtin'
This Percocet ain't workin'
Hope that you won't do me dirty, yeah
I drink lean out the bottle
Soul flying rotto, from the bottom, Imma shine up
I won't hurt you if you don't hurt me
I ain't seen you yet, I ain't worried
I got choppas on the seat, I ain't worried
Got my daughter upstairs, please don't try to purge me