Myself Pt. 2 by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Release date: July 25, 2025
Album: MASA
Genre: Rap
Label: Never Broke Again & Motown Records
(Henry, you ate this one)
Oh, I’m him, ayy
Put them youngins on his ass, he gon’ get murdered when they see him
You ain’t heard? ***, we get active, nothin’ but smackers over here
I got verses, bro got doja, nothin’ but trappers up in here
***, I came in myself, why not be myself?
I can’t stand it myself, right now, I’m not myself
I talk with that bop, but I’m tryna watch my step
I cut up in that *** with my ten standin’ right there
I came with that ***, shorty, she wanna get *** up
And I wanna hit her, I wanna bend her now
My mama told me get back, I’m in this *** buggin’
Get it catch or get it shot
Hold up, ***, I can’t now, yeah
Ayy, this Slimeto, what you on, 5? (Yeah)
You already know I draw lines, anybody gon’ die if they try (Yeah)
Who the *** are these niggas? I’m with 8, dog
They ain’t on what I’m on (Yeah)
I’m talkin’ ’bout every day, we gon’ keep this *** over one million, look
Who gon’ die today?
Spin and bend and *** witness
Spin and get a Benz, Bentley, shorty get it independent
Bad ***, big ***, fat ass, get up with me
Young ***, I’m in this ***, Northside, dumb ***
I can make ’em roll soon as that drum hit
Stupid dumb ***, we slump ***, *** who they run with
It ain’t safe inside the road, I’m in a section they can’t come in
Revolvers rusty, flush him up in public, catch him fumblin’
And I been takin’ trips out on vacation with my wife out in Jamaica
Protect this paper with this laser, if you fakin’, I’m gon’ waste you
I’m not in this *** to kick it, makin’ deals under the table
For that three million, I just triple-crossed ’em, ***, it’s *** a hater
Ain’t no way it ain’t gon’ stick ’cause I just watched Vaughn make it lock
I’m in the streets, she like my life ***, with the Glock, I make it pop
And lil’ baby, I just wanna hold her, uh
And lil’ baby, she just want a soldier, uh
***, I came in myself, why not be myself?
I can’t stand it myself, right now, I’m not myself
I talk with that bop, but I’m tryna watch my step
I cut up in that *** with my ten standin’ right there
I came with that ***, shorty, she wanna get *** up
And I wanna hit her, I wanna bend her now
My mama told me get back, I’m in this ***, buggin’
Get it catch or get it shot
Hold up, ***, I can’t now, yeah
Huh
Hmm, yeah
Hmm, yeah
Hmm, yeah