YoungBoy Never Broke Again - tears of war Lyrics (2024)

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You ain't scarin' me talkin' murder, my life been at the endPalermo by myself in a brand new Benz (new Benz)It's Top, nigg*Prayin' to my hollow, finally caught the bitch faceIt ain't much that I can say, I been thinkin' 'bout VeaSame bitch back in the day, I ain't got that much tastePray to see me under lights, I thought to buy me a WraithDon't even give a clown a thought, I had to clear out my safeReal nigg*s playin' ball, they f*ck with 4KTreyCatch you goin' inside a tunnel, better watch what you sayLong legs, I leave you dead, better not miss trainin' one dayKnow Miss Tina probably sayin', "This piece of sh*t with my daughter"I won't argue 'cause I know that soon I'll probably be slaughteredBiggest snake from out of Florida, I ain't never record herKnew that Stunna never loved me, should've listened to CarterWho wanna do somethin' with the Five? They know I put sh*t in orderTry once too many times, we tear your shirt up with .40sMight as well f*ck around with Starr than my new bitch, you disloyalHave a baby with this new chick, I'm just thinkin' 'bout CoyaPitbull, tiger stripes, you ain't foolin' nobodyPlease, don't touch your body, that is not exoticGo and tell them that I'm lyin', I got nineteen bodiesDamn, my wife just seen me cryin', my life too erraticMy life too erraticI respect a gangster, I don't want your bitchThey don't respect a gangster, like it don't existBlame my uncle J, he who turned me to thisVictim of my ways, ain't no turnin' from thisBlowin' my strap several ways, ain't no runnin' from thisPut my brothers in the grave, knew it comin' to thisDirty motherf*cker, cum in every chickPlannin' for my grave, I been takin' every riskInjection in my arms, this the final f*ckin' stickI'm too up, nigg*, that I'm f*cked upDon't nobody got no loveTo all the slimes in the streets that diedAt least they still could see me shineMy God, why someone wants to leave me?Why, oh, why?Confessin' like they read my mindI wish they could read my mindMy God, I'm scarredI cry tattoo tears of warI'm off Chippewa, still get in a stolen carLoad up and I shoot at boys, f*ck 'em, I don't know them nigg*sRidin' inside a Maybach, writin' music, I'ma show you nigg*sHerm cryin' in my face, now I gotta show a nigg*If he die today, gotta make sure that I throw Tay a millionRich, it ain't the greatest feelin', still battlin' with the systemSay I'm gay because my nails, I took your ho, I know the feelin'Nail you to the cross, Jesus steppin' in my f*ckin' YeezysPrayed inside the can, you ever say I'm lyin', they won't believe meHuntin' on my land, I'm just hopin' that the law don't see me (huntin')Shook back after every f*ckin' loss, still, I can't compare to RossF*ck explainin' how I was raised, nigg*I'm just stickin' to what I was taught, huhpuss*-ass nigg*, f*ck youBangin' at you bitches 'til your head fall off (blatt, blatt, blatt)Claimin' that you're rich until the feds expose all y'allServe you then I stick you, BBG saved all y'allLock me out the door, but I can hear y'all nigg*s all loudSippin' and I'm laughin' 'til I hear that chopper sound offFive million dollars, put everybody on my roll callSeventy thousand dollars missin', stolen by my roll dogBoozilla, should I zip the bitch? First, he was your roll dogI ain't lyin' to my wife, she ain't try me, I took her clothes offSherhonda know I love her, but cuss her because my soul goneI begged her for the move when I told her I'm gettin' 'em rolled onI'm addicted like my cousin Meechy, I get my roll onAll these f*ckin' cars, can't drive, I keep my feelings disguisedScared to vent to Yaya, but I could talk to my guysFloyd against me, he the only reason that I stopped tryin'We 'posed to all be aligned, I keep my head to the skyTo all the slimes in the streets that diedAt least they still could see me shineMy God, why someone wants to leave me?Why, oh, why?Confessin' like they read my mindI wish they could read my mindMy God, I'm scarredI cry tattoo tears of warLast night, I cried tears of warMurdered you bitches, I deserve thisWorkin' for a murderer, I know security heard thisEvery dog has his day, I told my wife, "They gon' do me dirty"(F*ck it) they gon' do me dirty(Bitch)I ain't scared to bleedF*ck 'em and they statements, all these things I achievedNever satisfied, I'm still livin' in my greedMansion in the sky, plannin' murders with my brother BMy uncle always told me and claimed that you gotta bepuss* nigg*, run up on meKnow Quando love me, put yo' ass six-feet, huhTryna get my love, but my heart belong to the streets, huhStolen by a girl, I admit that I'm f*ckin' weakI'm f*ckin' weakArgue with Jason, in the end, well, I love youArgue with my brother, probably end when I'ma pluck youLast visit from 3Three, it end with a scuffleWant me for to change but I'm caught up and I'm thuggin'F*ck it, I don't owe nobody nothin'To all the slimes in the streets that diedAt least they still could see me shineMy God, why someone wants to leave me?Why, oh, why?Confessin' like they read my mindI wish they could read my mindMy God, I'm scarredI cry tattoo tears of warTo all the slimes in the streets that diedAt least they still could see me shineMy God, why someone wants to leave me?Why, oh, why?Confessin' like they read my mindI wish they could read my mindMy God, I'm scarredI cry tattoo tears of war

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