YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lost Soul Survivor lyrics

(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
Yeah, ah, woah (Saucey)

Oh, five times, nigga, hit my
Brother with that iron
He ain't die and you know he shot back
I been missin' Kay since I told her for to
Go and I know she'll never come back
Millionaire with no million dollar house
You do you and I'm good with that
Nene left and they saw I
Was sad, saw me down
Thought I'd never shake back
Put a twenty on top of that
Twenty, come out forty mil'
And I'm fuckin' with that
In the booth like the trap and I'm
Servin', the man of the year
That's the number-one plaque
They ain't want me to win when
I turned up my swag
At thе Holiday Inn with a secondary strap
I done stopped ovеr here for
To fuck with my bills
I'm gon' slime my way back
To the Nawf after that
He watch the rearview
He know if it's gon' only come out
With his head on the dash
No, they don't like me but I
Keep my foot on they neck
And they know that I step on the gas
Know that my brother, he gotta get
Mutual respect and if you disrespect
That's your ass
I did this shit that's forever
Gon' sit on my heart
For that bag, it was part of the plan

He is a lost soul survivor
And assassination been attempted from rivals
And he say that they all gon' die
When talons fly, they wanna
Wash away your life
Who they desire

Drop a bag
Leave him dead for the shit that he said
He been focused on rap
And I'm straight with the killing
Get the drop, I been waitin'
But I know we gon' get it
Youngin' bangin' the strap at the
Top of his fitted
Thirty shots at the car
And they still ain't hit me
I be fine 'cause I know
That my ancestor with me
I be aided all night too whenever I'm out
Took the top off that Audi
Turned that bitch to a sprinter
I took so many losses and came out a winner
On the block
I'ma clap 'em when we up in the winter
They know that a nigga
Been dealin' with feelings
I'm not lovin' these women
Or fuckin' with niggas
Look at myself, I see blood on the picture
Remove 'em and then I get
Back to them digit's
I throw a fifty, that tension, the ditch him
The reason he slumped, DOA in the Bentley
They don't know everything I did for this
Bang it off back-to back, I live for this
In the northside sick
They ain't cure the kid
See that boy out of line and I zip the bitch
I give these niggas a energy kick
In the Benz with a Spider and
A eight in that bitch
Standin' on business, I cater the list
Leave him dead in a foreign
On the side his kid

He is a lost soul survivor
And assassination been attempted from rivals
And he say that they all gon' die
When talons fly, they wanna
Wash away your life
Who they desire

I keep you rollin', this life that I chosen
Got the one creep up on me
I be posted where the sun don't shine
And this the life of a shotta
I say that it's so deep
(And, oh)
(Get it on 'til we can't for YoungBoy
Sendin' shots through the night)
(Lone soul, stuntin' down, no, he ain't
Say he gon' be the last one to survive)