PnB Rock, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Take My Soul lyrics

On my mama
Ain't never gonna let them take my soul
(Take my soul)
But it turns to the ones you love
Who's the next to go
(Next to go)
I'm screaming free all of my dawgs
Until they got 'em off the road
(Off the road)
And I'm just thinking about the times
When I was fucking broke
(Broke)

Thinking about the times I was going crazy
(Going crazy)
Me and my baby mama just had our first baby
(First baby)
Well yes, I speak mad all day (Mad all day)
Had to hit licks
Just to get some cash on day
(Cash on day)
Living a life of sin (Sin)
And I got God's permission (Permission)
I'd rather be dead in Hell
Then to do life in prison
Huh, they come from the blindside
When you least expect it
(Huh)
They be on bloodlines
Tryna take your necklace
(Huh)
Never trust these bitches
They'll lie on you quick
(Lie on you quick)
Fell in love with this bitch
She was plotting on me
(Plotting on me)
Can't even lie, she had to drop on me
(Drop on me)
But I'm too slick and she was moving stupid

On my mama
Ain't never gonna let them take my soul
(Take my soul)
But it turns to the ones you love
Who's the next to go
(Next to go)
I'm screaming free all of my dawgs
Until they got 'em off the road
(Off the road)
And I'm just thinking about the times
When I was fucking broke
(Broke)
And I'm just thinking about the times when
I didn't have no fucking hoe
I was down, I was out, I was all alone
(All alone)
My brother died in these streets
We suffered, call his phone
(Phone)
Will you make it out the hood, you never know
(Oh, huh)

Just make me move back to those slums
(Uh, uh, uh)
Post on the block out
They were bitches like you ain't no sum
(Uh, uh, uh)
Brown plenty hitters, me and my son
Anything happening, we gon' run
Bye bye in the cut
Hit a nigga up
.40 pulled out, leave him slumped
Murder, that's a must kill, get a rush
All of the money I done sung
It was all love even for the love
Half of 'em wouldn't even hunt
We don't give a fuck
Get it said, bust boy take one of us
We don't ever break
Word to my ninth son, gang who I trust
Get out
That's my man out in chains
Everything for free
They took my brother out my gang
Had to fuck these niggas up
Still hurt
My body in pain, and we kill three for them
Thinking body like I'm insane
Put you to sleep, you a time

On my mama
Ain't never gonna let them take my soul
(Take my soul)
But it turns to the ones you love
Who's the next to go
(Next to go)
I'm screaming free all of my dawgs
Until they got 'em off the road
(Off the road)
And I'm just thinking about the times
When I was fucking broke
(Broke)
And I'm just thinking about the times when
I didn't have no fucking hoe
I was down, I was out, I was all alone
(All alone)
My brother died in these streets
We suffered, call his phone
(Phone)
Will you make it out the hood, you never know
(Oh, huh)

Will you make it out the hood, you never know
(Oh, huh)