YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Creator lyrics

I was calling you, but shit (Yea, yea yea)
Since you ain’t answer I guess
I'ma speak to you through here
You know, I’m a man of presence
You know I go, I go with
You know what’s right here right now
Calling out to the creator
(Man we done came a long way)
Falling down from off the crater
(I'll never put nothing before you)
Money ran up, we made it
(You know we post up in them trenches
We come from that)
Every time I say "we made it" (We are that)

We could run away to the othеr side
We can forevеr hide
You be the reason that I grind
We gon’ forever shine
We show up and blow up the lies
We leave 'em traumatized
Forever we gon’ capitalize
We run that money way high

Guardia Lane
Backseat Kay kay movin' them thangs
Goals in my life I didn’t achieved and
That shit fuck with my brain
Money was made to build a house
I spent that shit on a chain
Money to the ceiling, go to trippin'
Drop some change on his brain
Back and forth to jail, and I don’t know how
Rock out bitch I been a dog
Don’t say a thing, I lay it down
I felt like I was standing tall
Money in the trash, under the bag
I couldn’t even call, for to tell you get it
For my niggas went and got it all
Who gon' save her?
Calling out to the creator, I raised her
Hope these bitches don’t think
They gon’ play her
Fuck it bae, look at what we done ranned up
Police, they put my hands up
Fuck you, we run our bands up

We could run away to the other side
We can forever hide
You be the reason that I grind
We gon’ forever shine
We show up and blow up the lies
We leave em traumatized
Forever we gon’ capitalize
We run that money way high


We could run away to the other side
We can forever hide
You be the reason that I grind
We gon’ forever shine
We show up and blow up the lies
We leave em traumatized
Forever we gon’ capitalize
We run that money way high