paroles de chanson Little to A lot - YoungBoy Never Broke Again , DaBaby
(Pipe
that
shit
up,
TnT)
people
think
I'm
crazy,
say
my
mind
gone
(Dmac
on
the
fuckin'
track)
'cause
I
can't
leave
the
house
without
my
fye
Fuck
what
people
think,
yeah,
yeah
Oh,
people
think
I'm
crazy,
say
my
mind
gone
'Cause
I
can't
leave
the
house
without
my
fire
It's
gon'
take
'em
years
to
see
what
I'm
on
And
all
my
kids
still
rich
the
day
I
die
Came
from
a
little
to
a
lot,
all
this
money
We
done
ran
up,
ran
up,
ran
up
(nah,
for
real)
Mama
say,
"You
bet'
not
let
these
niggas
trick
you
out
your
spot
It's
time
to
man
up,
man
up,
man
up"
(we
keep
it
real)
I'm
slippin',
fallin',
I
know
(fuckеd
up)
I
spend
all
my
time
and
all
my
life
tryna
makе
sure
we
on
Nah,
for
sho',
go
These
niggas
be
lazy
as
hell,
I
was
hustling
out
the
door
I
put
the
whole
family
on
my
back
Nigga
ain't
going
out
like
no
ho
When
I
walk
in
and
out
the
house,
I'm
strapped
Anything
feel
the
wrong
way,
I'ma
blow
Any
time,
nigga
better
watch
how
he
act
If
you
gon'
act
any
way,
act
like
you
know,
nigga
Feel
like
I
been
through
this
shit
here
a
million
times
When
I
came
up,
they
ain't
show
no
love
Ain't
never
asked
for
no
vouchers
That's
why
them
pussy
ass
niggas
be
poutin'
And
not
for
attention,
as
soon
as
I
come
in
the
room
And
ain't
no
one
said
it
out
loud
Say,
"How
you
you
feeling?
Why
you
keep
holding
it
in
you?
How
can
I
get
it
up
out
you?"
I'm
fuckin'
on
three
different
freaks
(like
three)
Missing
my
big
brother
G
You
wanna
numb
me
some
drinks
for
him
And
my
daddy
in
heaven
get
mixed
up
with
me
You
can
listen
to
them
ho-ass
niggas
all
you
want
to
You
ain't
gotta
listen
to
me
Last
nigga
to
play
it
got
lit
like
a
tree
And
it
ain't
it
even
Christmas,
nigga
Came
from
a
little
to
a
lot,
all
this
money
We
done
ran
up,
ran
up,
ran
up
Mama
say,
"You
bet'
not
let
these
niggas
trick
you
out
your
spot
It's
time
to
man
up,
man
up,
man
up"
I'm
slippin',
fallin',
I
know
I
spend
all
my
time
and
all
my
life
tryna
makе
sure
we
on
You
know
I
been
doing
this
shit
for
us,
nigga,
you
know
from
the
door
From
the
start,
nigga
If
this
shit
about
me,
I
done
been
straight,
nigga
I
done
been
kicked
back,
nigga
I'm
sittin'
with
all
these
M's,
all
this
motherfucking
fake-ass
love
All
this
fake
ass
fame
and
shit
And
I'm
still
livin'
like
I
don't
give
a
fuck
I
know
niggas
out
here
who
ain't
doing
shit
for
their
self
They
think
they
supposed
to
be
livin'
the
way
I
don't
even
really
wanna
live
Burglaries,
robberies
I
can't
find
the
time
I
need
inside
my
dreams
I
done
seen
my
brother
bleedin'
on
side
of
me
Oh
Lord,
please
don't
let
them
murder
me
Cocaine,
Bentley,
GT
Came
up
off
the
streets,
can't
find
no
peace,
where
do
I
go?
Momma
got
a
brand-new
home,
I
done
moved
grandpa
from
out
the
Nawf
When
niggas
'round,
I
don't
like
to
talk,
only
thing
I
know
is
take
'em
off
My
shameless
scars,
can't
take
it
off,
30
mil',
stay
in
a
regular
house
I
ain't
want
be
how
I
apologize
instead
of
sayin',
"I'm
sorry"
First
child
that
I
supposed
to
have,
got
excited,
I
named
her,
"Ari"
I
been
hustling
for
my
family,
reaper
on
me,
can't
get
him
off
me
Hurt
inside
they
made
me
act
this
way,
but
them
people
still
gon'
still
fault
me
From
the
streets
and
that's
what
taught
me
I
been
dealing
with
my
pain
on
top
my
brain
for
a
fake
love
scene
Told
my
engineer
my
girl
don't
bring
her
thing,
but
convulsing
Half
a
million
on
a
diamond
ring
but
more
what
your
love
cost
me
You
should
know
what
all
this
bring
Came
from
a
little
to
a
lot,
all
this
money
We
done
ran
up,
ran
up,
ran
up
Mama
say,
"You
bet'
not
let
these
niggas
trick
you
out
your
spot
It's
time
to
man
up,
man
up,
man
up"
I'm
slippin',
fallin',
I
know
I
spend
all
my
time
and
all
my
life
tryna
makе
sure
we
on
Oh,
oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh,
yeah
Oh,
oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh,
yeah
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