YoungBoy Never Broke Again — 4KT Freestyle

[Intro] (Mommy, India got the beats) (I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, Hey Lilkdubb) Yeah, oh, Ah Oh slime [Verse] Tell me what you feelin’ I’m gon try to make a way Stuck up in this system, feeling like I’m already in the grave, yeah Oh grandma, I need yo’ lovin’ and I need yo’ huggin’ Sundown to sun up, I’m stuck up in it, I be steady thuggin’ Just a lonely child, it hurt my heart My momma feel like fuck me These niggas ‘round ain’t right, they want my life They probably wanna bust me Buff got that F and N, try me, everybody sin I’m in this life of sin, heaven gates just let me in I stretched that boy up in his yard, it only cost me ten I’m livin’ hard, just ‘cause probation, I can’t bе round ten Ridin’ with my top down and bitch I’m hot now Run up with them Glocks down, you gon’ get shot down Thuggin’ in thеm trenches, it’s a way we be living And you gon’ fold and count on my pain, you see how I’m feelin’ Tell yo’ momma good riddance, you play, it’s on now I took five Xans back to back, I’m in my zone now These hoes ain’t loyal, I’m done, they can’t call my phone now Told you once before, I’m feeling like that I’m not wrong now I got the heart of a slime I would’ve been had bust his dome, them niggas hidin’ I asked my dawg “Why they ain’t dead?” He said “I’m slidin’” Them niggas stuck up in the house will go inside, yeah I can’t seem to shake these drugs, I been on it Tell me how you want it, yeah Kill ‘em proper, creep up on him Ridin’ through them slums by my lonely, pistol right up on me Since my second body, I been hungry I said I want blood, fuck BRPD, I be running They know we wackin’ ‘em back to back, nigga, so they been on it They reppin’ off one body, we stepped on three of they homies All in jail, I get them bitches touched Confinement, I been wanted Oh, she want my heart? I make that bitch give me her soul Tat my name across yo’ face so yo’ next nigga gon’ know Shit, you a hoe I put yo’ momma right on that front row Had yo’ whole family screamin’, they can’t wait until I go I’m so slimy, connivin’, I’m grimy, oh yeah You bet’ not shoot him from a distance, bitch run down and bust his head Bitch ask my momma, she told me “Zip a nigga” and I did Oh, you don’t like me for that nigga? Fuck you too, this what it is Murder man dance, YoungBoy whopping with that choppa Bring ‘em to a stand, we go to shooting, it ain’t no stoppin’ Then niggas tried to kill me once, but hit the bitch that’s on side me One week later, caught him slippin’, we dump fifty and popped ‘em (Fuck him) We go blood for blood, body after body, huh The city sick of all of us and they can’t stop it At my funeral, my niggas bring them choppa’s out I want a Lambo for my casket, nigga, check me out [Outro] Yeah, I got three M’s right now When I hit ten I’ll be as deadly as I’m is now The fuck you on, nigga? You know what I’m on Whatever you on I’m slime wit it, I’m dyin’ wit it, nigga (We go blood for blood, body after body, huh The city sick of all of us and they can’t stop it At my funeral, my niggas bring them choppa’s out I want a Lambo for my casket, nigga, check me out)