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Never Broke Again - Never Ran Ft Youngboy Never Broke Again Rojay Mlp Lyrics

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
Ayy, this Lil Top, nigga
R.I.P. Dump, R.I.P. Dave
I'm bangin' for Bozilla 'til I'm in the grave
Where I came from at? Well, it ain't no love
I grew up 'round thugs, I'ma die a thug

God, please don't let my .30 jam, back to back bustin'
Victim of murder, everyday I'm missin' my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin'
From my sons to my niggas, neither one gon' want for nothin'
Fat Black just touched down, I just gave him over ten grand
We catch that boy, spit on that pussy nigga, been playin'
I'm pullin' up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin' with them drums, we ain't never ran

Oh, it ain't no love in these streets, yeah
I put my feelings on this beat
I, gotta watch how I move my feet
Yeah, I know they plottin' to kill me (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, I know they plottin' to kill me, yeah
So you know I stay with my heat (I'ma bust it)
I, I catch that nigga, now he goin' beneath
No, they ain't fuckin' with me, no
Say, what you want (What you want)
Say YB, we gon' put these niggas on (Put 'em on)
I show no mercy, gotta get it in a hurry (I'm a hurry)
I bust that .40, I'ma leave his vision blurry

God, please don't let my .30 jam, back to back bustin'
Victim of murder, everyday I'm missin' my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin'
From my sons to my niggas, neither one gon' want for nothin'
Fat Black just touched down, I just gave him over ten grand
We catch that boy, spit on that pussy nigga, been playin'
I'm pullin' up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin' with them drums, we ain't never ran

Sometimes I wonder why my grandma always fuckin' with me?
We fall off, she know I love her, hope the Lord forgive me
My sister got a Corolla, I'ma go buy her a Bentley
Comin' up, I had to be my own father figure
Told lil' brother, “Slow down, because you grow up fast, nigga”
You only got one motive, gotta get that bag, nigga
Focus on first place, don't be like the last nigga
Predict the future, had to just let go of the past, nigga
I do this shit for all the times they had me fucked up
Instead of sleepin' all the time, you should get the fuck up
I ran it with YB, he told me, “Nigga, you so gifted”
I'm certified, I'ma one of a kind nigga
I get you smoked like a cigarette, no it ain't cool
Screamin', “Mama, I made it,” like a graduate came from school
We bringin' to the table like we all playin' pool
Fightin' the struggle like a lawyer, 'cause we got somethin' to prove

God, please don't let my .30 jam, back to back bustin'
Victim of murder, everyday I'm missin' my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin'
From my sons to my niggas, neither one gon' want for nothin'
Fat Black just touched down, I just gave him over ten grand
We catch that boy, spit on that pussy nigga, been playin'
I'm pullin' up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin' with them drums, we ain't never ran