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Dead Homies

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Dead Homies

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Never burn them people in your circleI'm forever being with the people who put up with my shit 'cause I know meI've been betrayed too many timesI light one up for my dead homies, I'm droppin' these ashes, won't get 'em backMy name, niggas throwin' salt on it, everything that I claim Imma stand on thatRacketeerin' got the feds on us, gang activity came to thatSay that they wanna drop bread on 'em, when we hit 'em up they ain't comin' back23 hours and 45 minutes sittin' up in that cell, I ain't goin' backWord on the street these niggas been dissin', when I get released Imma handle thatI'm talkin' to shorty she say that she love me, you know for a fact I ain't trustin' thatThese niggas been plottin', you know that I'm thuggin', he say he gon' kill me can't go like that36 Os and a whole lotta' money, I got this shit in the backpackI'm right at the store inside of the north, I'm playin' 'round with that crack sackI'm bumpin' Yo Gotti that Cmg 5, you lil' niggas don't relate to thatI got me a burner when Lil Dave died, he say he gon' kill me ion' play 'bout thatSeein' that blood left me traumatized, I pray to god with my niggaHave you ever been a victim, the nigga infront of the pistol?I be that lil' nigga who grippin', runnin' duckin' from the systemFalse move Imma zip him, you know I ain't tellin' who killed himShoot at a nigga and don't say a thing, they labelled me as a top shottaProtectin' my niggas I'm over the gang, behind the fence like a rottweilerI can't let the drugs take over my brain, maintain and I'm goin' higherThey bumpin' my music but don't feel my pain, all of this money is hypnotizingThese niggas pride takin' over they life, so they shootin' on sightThey focus on wrong, they dance with the devil, they ain't tryna' move rightWhen you gone you gone, I can tell you my nigga, you'll never live twiceSo stack up that money and hold your own, be a boss and pay the priceLightin' one up for my dead homiesI'm droppin' these ashes, won't get 'em backMy name, niggas throwin' salt on itEverything that I claim, Imma stand on thatRacketeerin' got the feds on usGang activity came to thatSay that they wanna drop bread on 'emWhen we hit 'em up they ain't comin' back23 hours and 45 minutes sittin' up in that cell, I ain't goin' backWord on the street these niggas been dissin', when I get released Imma handle thatI'm talkin' to shorty she say that she love me, you know for a fact I ain't trustin' thatThese niggas been plottin', you know that I'm thuggin', he say he gon' kill me can't go like that36 Os and a whole lotta' money, I got this shit in the backpackI'm right at the store inside of the north, I'm playin' 'round with that crack sackI'm bumpin' Yo Gotti that Cmg 5, you lil' niggas don't relate to thatI got me a burner when Lil Dave died, he say he gon' kill me ion' play 'bout thatI don't like fuckin' with these rappers, these niggas be actin' like bitchesWake up I'm chasin' them riches, this for them youngins in the trenchesTo that fake shit I ain't tendin', I was taught to mind my businessWhen people lookin' it be temptin', I feel like they tryna' get meThe fame and the money is gettin' to these niggas headForever I'm hustlin', forever I'm chasin' that breadYou say he your brother, he'll leave your ass for deadThey say that they thuggin', I catch 'em I hop out and spray itLightin' one up for my dead homiesI'm droppin' these ashes, won't get 'em backMy name, niggas throwin' salt on itEverything that I claim, Imma stand on thatRacketeerin' got the feds on usGang activity came to thatSay that they wanna drop bread on 'emWhen we hit 'em up they ain't comin' back23 hours and 45 minutes sittin' up in that cell, I ain't goin' backWord on the street these niggas been dissin', when I get released Imma handle thatI'm talkin' to shorty she say that she love me, you know for a fact I ain't trustin' thatThese niggas been plottin', you know that I'm thuggin', he say he gon' kill me can't go like that36 Os and a whole lotta' money, I got this shit in the backpackI'm right at the store inside of the north, I'm playin' 'round with that crack sackI'm bumpin' Yo Gotti that Cmg 5, you lil' niggas don't relate to thatI got me a burner when Lil Dave died, he say he gon' kill me ion' play 'bout that

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