Gangsta Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Oh, oh
Mario
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt sum
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a *** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so been tryna see what heavin’ like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that ***, I tell my momma I’m forever fine
He gon’ pay that fine, if he violate this flag (Oh)
Change on my brother and my sisters, I could never do
***, money, *** plus Lil Dee *** fine like Damu
Them niggas hoes, they only say *** ’bout what I do
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt sum
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a *** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so been tryna see what heavin’ like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that ***, I tell my momma I’m forever fine
Know I keep that iron, I remember when Lil Dave died
I done seen Montana cryin’ when Dump had left I play it safe now
She *** with the opps, she can not be my bae now
Got ’em mad they want they beam on top the diamond on my face
Everybody I speak about, they know I ain’t lyin’
I ain’t never capped out
Get my brother to slang that iron, these niggas be dyin’
They say I flashed out
I’m too ahead of my time, I’m overdue
That’s what the hate be ’bout
I ain’t scared, know that I could die
You could get it too
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stunt sum
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a *** came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so been tryna see what heavin’ like
Tryna get me, but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that ***, I tell my momma I’m forever fine
I’m steady screamin’ gang baby, granny gran’ baby righteous
Three hundred bands later, I still ain’t drop and y’all united
They say Lil Tim the biggest opp
Stepped on that boy, don’t do no fightin’
Yellow tape, Glocks, macs and carbons
*** the industry, don’t like us
Two hundred grand out for your pockets
Like *** that let me buy the body
They know we really ’bout it, ’bout it
Straight [?] , no Playboi Carti
They say that I’m the walkin’ dead
So I’m on point inside this Rari
Got to make sure one inside the head before I walk in this party