YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Last Days lyrics

(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)

Wake up and I get it, that hustler ambition
I can't sit around all day, no
It ain't makin' sense
I don't think that they get it
That love ain't gon' never pay off
Never look down, nigga hold your head
I just want you for to ball
I'm gon' hold your back and
You hold your hand
We gon' win together and kill them all
This Hublot on me ain't average
I bought shorty the same one to match it
And this strap that I'm totin' automatic
Bought these green plaided pants
Off the manic
We the ones that be servin' that static
But these niggas claim they
Want all the smoke
I don't do too much and got all the hoes
I'ma smile through the rain
They'll never know

Chasin' money from the night to the mornin'
I gave my all and I got burned
I can't be saved
All through the pain, I beat
The hype I never stop, i'm still on it
I make it count, I'm livin' in my last days

Turn the crib in the hills to a hoe house
Stipulations, get outta LA
Ridin' and we opened a case
Bound to shoot the bitch all in his face
Hood nigga gon' die inna A
Ran it up thug, amazin' my grace
Bat it up, I dress up in Bape
Get them racks, put it all in a safe
I'm protected ridin' 'round with that K
Ran it up, get money stack 'til it's stormin'
These hoes ain't shit these niggas shiesty
Won't be saved
You'll pay that price if you try
You won't come out with nothin'
It ain't bought money
I'm just goin' through a phase
Came up, it don't make it no better
Rockstar, equal to heavy metal
Young nigga, I be runnin' wit' steppers
All shooters, we can do it where ever
How you wanna do it
Ain't no way we can settle
Keep the Ruger, yea it's wrong but for better
She a chooser, I be wrong if I bet her
She get the money
Labeled round a trendsetter
If I die, money put to the side
She spray synthetic all on top of the letter
Slide together, I be pushin' the peddle
The streets cold, I don't want them together
Very selfish, man I say that I'm better
Stayin' cold, it ain't makin' me better
Heart froze, I ain't thinkin' too clever
When the opps out of place
In the grave where we sit 'em