YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Bigger & Better lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Bigger & Better lyrics]

(Ayo, Bans, what you cooking?)
(It's Malik on the track)

Lay down while I'm deep off in my thoughts
I can barely sleep
Smoking cigarettes times I don't need
I can barely breathe
I'm fucked up 'bout your love
Without me having it feel I'm weak
Fucked up with drugs 'cause it's the only
Thing I have when you leaving me
Pistol on side of me, groupies on side of me
Shit, I'm married and everything
This is all that I'll ever see
Up, I can barely see, if you do it
Don't fuck with me
You forever up stalling out here
Don't care 'bout what I achieve
And I notice that bitches I neglect
Treat me better when round
Having too much money still
Don't make nobody better
Damn, all these diamonds on me still
Don't make my body special
From that time being, you changed up on me
Fuck that measure
Sun out, top down, stuntin' on these hoes
I'm goin' on 'bout my way
Clocked out, don't talk while I
Count my cake, bitch
I ain't got time to play

Ooh

What the fuck you got to lose?
Got the fame and got the money
I'm the one who sittin' here like a fool
Call her phone, I know she comin'
But I neglect that bitch for you
What you discovered? Who you fuckin'? Why you
Actin' like that out the blue?
Come on, now, if I did somethin'
Tell me now what the fuck I do hurtin' now
But, I gotta crack a smile
In front of my moo-moo
Weight gain, I cut back off of pills
Are you happy I improved?
So ashamed that I ain't never changed
But with this one be through
If it's beef to the streets
So I know that all the hoes watching
Who love me? Who want me? Who need me?
Who here that won't mistreat
Me? I look around, see nobody
Fuck about who love, they don't know me
Bitch, I say show me a million dollars
I been laughing to the bank
Since I was sixteen
Fuck your mama, fuck your kids
And fuck your problems
It's on you to plan on stopping
I know you fucked up 'cause they motive
Nigga, stand the fuck up, they tryna leave
Take the stick and blow they motor
Let them listen to all them bitches
Making statements like they know us
She was listenin' to them bitches 'cause
They claimin' that they know somethin'
They don't know us

I lay down while I'm deep off in my thoughts
I can barely sleep
Smoking cigarettes times I don't need
I can barely breathe
I'm fucked up 'bout your love
Without me having it feel I'm weak
Fucked up with drugs 'cause it's the only
Thing I have when you leaving me
Pistol on side of me, groupies on side of me
Shit, I'm married and everything
This is all that I'll ever see
Up, I can barely see, if you do it
Don't fuck with me
You forever up stalling out here
Don't care 'bout what I achieve
And I notice that bitches I neglect
Treat me better when round
Having too much money still
Don't make nobody better
Damn, all these diamonds on me still
Don't make my body special
From that time being, you changed up on me
Fuck that measure
Sun out, top down, stuntin' on these hoes
I'm goin' on 'bout my way
Clocked out, don't talk while I
Count my cake, bitch
I ain't got time to play

Oh, yeah, yeah

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