YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Akbar lyrics

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My nigga tellin' me to praise to Allah
With some cold-blooded killers standin' right
In front the yard everybody got a pistol
Neither one got a heart
Sellin' drugs, havin' fights
It was hard in the north
But I say "All well, all praise to my god"
Left a stain in the street when
We spittin' out the car
Red bandana tied 'round the rod
Hope my girl could forgive me
Livin' life like a star

All red bottoms lookin' like I
Walked on the scene
Homicide diamonds with the pistol
Young nigga came up still
Runnin' from the system
Caught his homeboys stealin' out the
Pack so he clipped 'em
Feelin' down, need somebody for to lift him
He been fightin' with his girl 'cause he
Say that they don't feel him
(What the fuck?)
Momma say that he got drugs in his system
(in his system)
New image, old me, said they missed him
(said they missed him)
How the fuck I'm supposed to act
When my father in prison
Tell another nigga listen
Back then I ain't listen
Real Blood with some young
Niggas 'round me Crippin'
With some old heads out of
Jail leave a nigga missin'
Lot of money but they still
Don't understand how I'm livin'
From the streets to the can
Either way I'm livin' boomer rip a nigga up
(brap, brap, brap) one second in a minute
Tell a nigga hit me up
If he really got tension

My nigga tellin' me to praise to Allah
With some cold blooded killers standin'
Right in front the yard
Everybody got a pistol
Neither one got a heart
Sellin' drugs, havin' fights
It was hard in the north
But I say "All well, all praise to my god"
Left a stain in the street when
We spittin' out the car
Red bandana tied 'round the rod
Hope my girl could forgive me
Livin' life like a star

What I say? Press the button in the door
Open up let my nigga out the whip
Ain't no shootin' out the Wraith
Got the back and the front sewed up
Tell him spin around the block right
Before you catch a play
Came home started selling that yay
Got some dog food on me with
Some Ac' in the case
Got a K right in my home
If you run in my place
Put a bullet in his dome
Watch it exit his face
On my knees prayin' to God
Tellin' him I'm goin'
Home if I don't live up to goin' hard
One night I ain't go home
Girl actin' crazy 'cause she mad that
I'm livin' like a star
Bitch I'm straight up out them trenches
I ain't never had a heart
And I’m plugged in the socket
I ain’t never had a cord
And you want them fancy things so
You better play your part
Told that bitch you don't work then
I swear you gon' starve

My nigga tellin' me to praise to Allah
With some cold blooded killers standin'
Right in front the yard
Everybody got a pistol
Neither one got a heart
Sellin' drugs, havin' fights
It was hard in the north
But I say "All well, all praise to my god"
Left a stain in the street when
We spittin' out the car
Red bandana tied 'round the rod
Hope my girl could forgive me
Livin' life like a star (Like a star, ayy)