Lyrics Murda - YoungBoy Never Broke Again , Trippie Redd
Oh-oh
well,
yeah
yeah
Dubba
AA-Flex
Oh
wit'
it,
anything
wit'
it,
takin'
my
time
wit'
it
And
I
ain't
scared
to
die
I
told
'em
I'm
dyin'
wit'
it,
I'll
never
change
up
They
say
that
how
I'm
livin'
that
I
need
to
wake
up
I'm
slangin'
that
iron
wit'
it,
they'll
never
frame
us
They
want
me
dead
but
I
ain't
scared,
I
got
my
change
up
This
is
the
sound
It's
a
murder,
yeah,
they
screamin'
out
murder,
yeah
They
steady
screamin'
it's
a
murder
They
gotta
take
my
soul,
I
been
thuggin'
since
a
younging
Motherfuck
which
way
he
go,
yeah
yeah
Motherfuck
that
talkin',
run
down
on
him
hunnid
shots
on
dat
drum
Said
they
want
me
but
I
ain't
scared,
we
go
to
war
where
I'm
from
Most
of
my
niggas
up
in
jail
and
half
got
killed
by
a
gun
187
we
be
wildin',
all
I
know
is
redrum
When
I
say
that
it's
up
they
gon'
it
lay
down
2 up
under
my
belt,
we
don't
play
around
400
shots
in
the
car
when
it
go
down
Step
on
all
of
them
before
the
sun
down
Steady
talkin'
like
he
wit'
it,
he
say
he
gon'
kill
me
You
know
for
a
fact
I
don't
stand
down
Bust
your
head
for
my
nigga,
I
shoot
'til
it's
empty
Ain't
no
shakin'
back
when
I
run
down
I
told
'em
I'm
dyin'
wit'
it,
I
never
change
up
They
say
that
how
I'm
livin'
that
I
need
to
wake
up
I'm
slangin'
that
iron
wit'
it,
they'll
never
frame
us
They
want
me
dead
but
I
ain't
scared,
I
got
my
change
up
It's
a
murder,
yeah,
they
screamin'
out
murder,
yeah
They
steady
screamin'
it's
a
murder
They
gotta
take
my
soul,
I
been
thuggin'
since
a
youngin'
Motherfuck
which
way
he
go,
yeah
yeah
Pussy
nigga
it's
a
murder,
187
Send
your
ass
to
heaven,
and
send
your
family
blessings
Hit
you
with
the
Smith
and
Wesson,
or
beat
your
ass
like
Tekken
Told
your
pussy
ass
to
check
in,
that's
what
you
get
for
flexin'
I
told
you
I
was
destined,
I
told
you
I
was
stressin'
Not
too
rich
to
tote
my
weapon,
Five-Seven
cave
your
chest
in
Pop
you
niggas
send
a
message
All
for
the
love
of
the
murder,
murder
And
I
got
no
time
to
play,
know
I
keep
a
fuckin'
K
And
it'll
blow
your
fuckin'
brain
away,
Trippie
insane
No
I
never
changed,
just
got
some
change
Ain't
nothin'
to
get
you
wacked
off,
act
hard
It
ain't
chess
it's
checkers
bitch,
nigga
at
all
Better
live
your
fuckin'
best
life,
Lil
Duval
Like
Cleo,
it's
1400/800
gang,
bitch
we
set
it
off
I
told
'em
I'm
dyin'
wit'
it,
I
never
change
up
They
say
that
how
I'm
livin'
that
I
need
to
wake
up
I'm
slangin'
that
iron
wit'
it,
they'll
never
frame
us
They
want
me
dead
but
I
ain't
scared,
I
got
my
change
up
It's
a
murder,
yeah,
they
screamin'
out
murder,
yeah
They
steady
screamin'
it's
a
murder
They
gotta
take
my
soul,
I
been
thuggin'
since
a
youngin'
Motherfuck
which
way
he
go,
yeah
yeah
This
is
the
sound

1 Deceived Emotions
2 338
3 Big
4 Anomaly
5 Top Down
6 Murda
7 Black Cloud
8 No Love
9 Demon Seed
10 Sky Cry
11 No Mentions
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