YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Shark paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Shark - YoungBoy Never Broke Again




(1209)
(Got a 30 on my seat)
Time to pick up trash, I need me a bag
And my bitch, she bad, she inside her bag
See me with a whole lotta cash and these bitches in a trance
It ain't no need to be sad, when you with me, everything fancy
Hmm (mm, mm, mm)
I admit it, I had told her that she way up out my league
Fuck it, I been splurgin' on these hos in the street
I'm a shark, young nigga, gon' take these hos from my meet and greet
Mama, I conquered all my problems, look how I have achieved
I be ridin' 'round with them, shh
Nigga, ridin' 'round with my problems (Big B)
I be seein' the street from all this shit I seen, won't talk about it
He be mouthin', she gon' catch him on the scene, walk him 'bout it
Gotta be me
Damn it, the money ain't neat, I'm on the medicine
Pushin' the Jeep, Darth inside of the street, I got the Heklen
I got sent to the group home, my grandma had died, and I started to pray to the 5 (5, 5)
He hit Three with that fire, I couldn't get to the bitch, so I murdered the one on his side
I'm thinkin' that pain just part of my style, I been dealin' with this as a boy, as a child
I'm standin' in court, I ain't crackin' a smile
My head held high, I'm goin' through trial
I ain't playin' the front, I'ma fall in the back
Tore up the studio, that's Eli
RIP to Jordan, I'm walkin' to school with 357, just me and Levi, Northside
Hmm, hm (oh)
I admit it, I had told her that she way up out my league
Fuck it, I been splurgin' on these hoes in the street
I'm a shark, young nigga, gon' take these hoes from my meet and greet
Mama, I conquered all my problems, look how I have achieved
I be ridin' 'round with them, shh
Nigga, ridin' 'round with my problems
I be seein' the street from all this shit I seen, won't talk about it
He be mouthin', she gon' catch him on the scene, walk him 'bout it
Nigga be with that talkin', so Herm gon' catch him and hop out and walk him (Top, Top)
Nigga be with that flossin', and you try to stop it, I drop it, they chalk him (mm)
I really don't get it 'cause I'm steady fuckin' up, think they gon' moss me, think they gon' moss me
They know that I'm slimy, so get ready, I'm comin' to toss it
In the loft, we get on and get off, when they ready, go out, we gon' see who gon' win
Plenty shots on that shit that I bought, when them birdies fly out, we gon' try it again
Let her in, and she know what I'm 'bout, put that dick in her mouth, tryna fuck on her friend
Got some drank and the dope in the pouch, I ain't tryna run out and she rollin' again
Hmm (mm, mm, mm)
I admit it, I had told her that she way up out my league
Fuck it, I been splurgin' on these hos in the street
I'm a shark, young nigga, gon' take these hos from my meet and greet
Mama, I conquered all my problems, look how I have achieved
I be ridin' 'round with them, shh
Nigga, ridin' 'round with my problems
I be seein' the street from all this shit I seen, won't talk about it
He be mouthin', she gon' catch him on the scene, walk him 'bout it



Writer(s): Samuel Gloade, Kentrell Gaulden



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