paroles de chanson Back on My Feet - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
Ha, XO
That-that, that-that tempo right there? That-that shit?
Uh, you know, yeah, yeah (ayy)
I just jump straight on and talk that shit, talk that cutthroat
Look

I'ma hustler, 'fore I'm broke, I'ma make a way
I told 'em things different from up at '16, that was back up in the day
Now you already know anyway this shit go, shoot it out on the interstate
Tryna swerve 'em off the road, talkin' "Grrah," pussy nigga, "Grrah," 'til the metal break

Why they soldier hate?
They gon' make me wanna come and pluck 'em down, wanna give my fair shake
Head out of town, she a machine, make it back, that girl couldn't do hеr hair late
You know 10? That's my lil' bro, had to tell 'em stay up from undеr that ho
You know that that bitch know dirt on my ho
And my ho know dirt on that nasty ho (c-come on, come on)

They got another chick that be with 'em, had a baby for a opp, I like her on the low
She got her body done, now she want her body done, I'll spit on 'em both
I got all the killers and real niggas and trill bitches with me, you know? (You know?)
These rap niggas know that I'm dangerous
And I know most some of them niggas hoes (they hoes)
I know ya heard how they block my songs when them people tried to send me up the road (the road)
Could've sworn this ho was gettin' fucked when I called her phone (bitch)
I know that she dogged me to her friends, but lowkey still don't leave me 'lone
My girl probably wouldn't even let the bitch inside our home
(Probably wouldn't even let her in this bitch)

All y'all will see, I'ma get back up on my feet (back up on my feet)
I ain't find peace, I lost my thug, now, I can't sleep (now, I can't sleep)
I want beef (I want beef), get your shit bust inside the streets (bust inside the streets)
Life of a G, I don't need you to pray for me (pray for me)

Rap niggas over, and I said they all gettin' slumped over (gettin' slumped over)
Last man stand, bang 'til it's over, 'cause I'm a soldier ('cause I'm a soldier)
I won't think twice to kill yo' ass 'cause I don't know ya ('c-'cause I don't know ya)
Got to run this shit, can't stop, I think it's turnin' over

Got to top this shit from turnin' over (come on)
I keep my clique from sellin' yola
Got to keep my dog from off that boy before I found him sleep, slumped over (uh-uh)
Got to UberEat my bitch in Cali from house arrest some Bossanova ('Nova)
One Patek, only reason that I ain't bought 'em yet, 'cause bitch I know ya

You a messy gossipin' ass bitch and you might fuck me over (over, uh)
Bitch, I flex that guap, got lots of it, I turn that nigga ho up (ho up)
Think they know us, got to show us, talk that shit, we shoot yo' show up (grr)
Aim like Jonesy, feel like Rod
Think he a big nigga, like he Jewish
Tell 'em keep cross phones, better keep your rod
I had it hard, go 'round the corner, couldn't get it on inside the yard
You think we masked up for Corona how we ski'd up for that boy (psh)
Run up on me, you think it's sweet and we gon' send yo ass to God
Wrath and Revenge of YoungBoy

All y'all will see, I'ma get back up on my feet (all y'all will see)
I ain't find peace, I lost my thug, now, I can't sleep (now, I can't sleep)
I want beef (I want beef), get your shit bust inside the streets (bust inside the streets)
Life of a G, I don't need you to pray for me (to pray for me)

Rap niggas over, and I said they all gettin' slumped over (gettin' slumped over)
Last man stand, bang 'til it's over, 'cause I'm a soldier ('cause I'm a soldier, bap, bap, bap)
I won't think twice to kill yo' ass 'cause I don't know ya ('cause I don't know ya)
Got to run this shit, can't stop, I think it's turnin' over (it's turnin' over)

Uh, think this shit been turnin' over