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• Artiste: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
• Titre: It Could Go
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Ayo Bans, what you cooking? Oooh (La-la-la, mmm-mmm) La-la-la I ain't no 2Pac of this generation, I'm AI YoungBoy You try to get ahead of this generation, you'll get a run for it Got a lot of risks inside my situation, but I was born for it I'll take the breath pipe from a nigga, he try to find a hoe card Mama please, let me wipe the tears off top of your eye I look deep and I could see myself dyin' I wonder why it took disease, for me to wear a glove with this Glock (That I pass round) My mistakes as a child, successful clown Fell before I come, and ain't nobody try to lift me up Check dude off the line, it hit my mind he tried to stick me up Tell you more two times, the slung that iron and tried to bend me up Pussy bitch keep tryin' and still ain't rich as us (La-la-la) This shit ain't the same no more (La-la-la) Go to poppin', bitch hit the floor (La-la-la) Can you take away this pain, oh Lord (La-la-la) Ain't no switchin' up, anyway it could go From the gamble shack the to 'Yo From my grandma house to the hospital Don't talk that gangster shit to me, you ain't never shot niggas I'm a real top peeler and I'm known around the world, I'm Top nigga (Lil' bro a block sprinter) Spray from the Tahoe, who the ho now? Nigga Treat my like a dog, I changed her life Can't even fuck to make it right And you so different, now you wishin' I know more, ain't like my type Fuck the industry, lose the hype I'm a user, fuck with drug dealers Real connected, use my city for the plug niggas (Believe me) When you 'round me don't type poor me, you surround white boys Green flag 'round, that's a die-hard, they'll take your life for it Thirty grand for to kidnap that boy, you got it my boy I'ma take half and then just pay for it, then supply the night toys Create the night noise You barely know me But I'ma open myself to you You said you love me You said demon fire, demon eyes