YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Moral lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Moral lyrics]
Only Sixteen
I'm on the phone with lil' mane
Tryna see the move
It's in the streets so you know
I'm goin' with my mood
I got a shoota' on my side every time I move
Say he plottin' when he try
Put him on the news
I'm head huncho of that gang
And I call shots
These niggas runnin' to the laws
When we let off shots
I leave the house protected when
Up in the block
XL magazine hangin' off the Glock
I stop by OG Beanie for to get some purple
I got a lot on my mind so I roll up
If you know me then you know I ain't no hoe
How the fuck you bring them
Niggas in my circle
If it ain't about the guap
You can't talk 'bout nothin'
I'm the sickest with this shit
You know how I'm comin'
I go ape, but I'm still king of the jungle
Before I stand down, gotta put me under
I'm in the north
Nigga you know where to find us
I'm with that gang and you
Knowin' that we strapped up
Lotta shots, no we don't need no backup
All that reppin' like you steppin'
Get you lined up everywhere I go you know I
Keep that iron tucked
Just in case I run into some problems
Never sleepin', keep it with me
Nigga run up he gon' get it
Any interferences you know we ain't trippin'
When it's time for to beefin'
Runnin' to the choppas
Let down the window when it hit
All you see is fire
Do anything in the world for my sister, momma
Fuck a bitch, I don't talk to my baby mama
And I better not hear my
Name flyin' through the wind
Make me send Pap for to spin the Benz
I appreciate the love but don't need the fame
I just want the money
I don't want no friends
Deno knockin' at the door
Let him come inside
Ben wet em up, somebody want a 35
Cold hearted, lost my mind when Lil Dave died
Uncle told, know my daddy doin' fifty five
187, 211 it's a homicide
Strapped up choppas with us when
We take the ride
Thirty niggas sendin' shots from
The other side
We gon' see who gon' ride when you niggas die
Dave gone nigga hit my dog with a choppa
Come round the building, caught him slippin'
Pap say he got him
NBA GG, we don't do no partners
Catch the fool
We gon' burn him and his partner
Gettin' money, gang gang, no I won't change
Somebody rattin' how they knew about
The purp & the codeine
The moral of the story's the money, mane
I ain' trustin' he too deep
So I'm hustlin' with my team
I can't wait 'til I get on
For my gang I got 'em
Half everything I'ma give it to my momma
Me and P gon' live it up cause
We was robbin' for the dollaz
Time in the cage for the love of the money
Walked in with my gang with my gang NBA
It ain't no turn down, turn up to the morning
Whole lotta money walked to one side and
Them bad bitches followin'
Broke niggas, I don't get along with 'em
Walked in just me and my niggas
(Just me and my gang)
Bad bitches follow us when we hit the door
Heard spyder gang came with us
Bitches want your money
Niggas want your fame
Some locked up, Some put up in the grave
On Lil Dave, gang gang, no I won't change
The moral of the story's the money, mane
Broke niggas, I don't get along with 'em
Walked in just me and my niggas
(Just me and my gang)
Bad bitches follow us when we hit the door
Heard spyder gang came with us
Bitches want your money
Niggas want your fame
Some locked up, Some put up in the grave
On Lil Dave, gang gang, no I won't change
The moral of the story's the money, mane
I'm on the phone with lil' mane
Tryna see the move
It's in the streets so you know
I'm goin' with my mood
I got a shoota' on my side every time I move
Say he plottin' when he try
Put him on the news
I'm head huncho of that gang
And I call shots
These niggas runnin' to the laws
When we let off shots
I leave the house protected when
Up in the block
XL magazine hangin' off the Glock
I stop by OG Beanie for to get some purple
I got a lot on my mind so I roll up
If you know me then you know I ain't no hoe
How the fuck you bring them
Niggas in my circle
If it ain't about the guap
You can't talk 'bout nothin'
I'm the sickest with this shit
You know how I'm comin'
I go ape, but I'm still king of the jungle
Before I stand down, gotta put me under
I'm in the north
Nigga you know where to find us
I'm with that gang and you
Knowin' that we strapped up
Lotta shots, no we don't need no backup
All that reppin' like you steppin'
Get you lined up everywhere I go you know I
Keep that iron tucked
Just in case I run into some problems
Never sleepin', keep it with me
Nigga run up he gon' get it
Any interferences you know we ain't trippin'
When it's time for to beefin'
Runnin' to the choppas
Let down the window when it hit
All you see is fire
Do anything in the world for my sister, momma
Fuck a bitch, I don't talk to my baby mama
And I better not hear my
Name flyin' through the wind
Make me send Pap for to spin the Benz
I appreciate the love but don't need the fame
I just want the money
I don't want no friends
Deno knockin' at the door
Let him come inside
Ben wet em up, somebody want a 35
Cold hearted, lost my mind when Lil Dave died
Uncle told, know my daddy doin' fifty five
187, 211 it's a homicide
Strapped up choppas with us when
We take the ride
Thirty niggas sendin' shots from
The other side
We gon' see who gon' ride when you niggas die
Dave gone nigga hit my dog with a choppa
Come round the building, caught him slippin'
Pap say he got him
NBA GG, we don't do no partners
Catch the fool
We gon' burn him and his partner
Gettin' money, gang gang, no I won't change
Somebody rattin' how they knew about
The purp & the codeine
The moral of the story's the money, mane
I ain' trustin' he too deep
So I'm hustlin' with my team
I can't wait 'til I get on
For my gang I got 'em
Half everything I'ma give it to my momma
Me and P gon' live it up cause
We was robbin' for the dollaz
Time in the cage for the love of the money
Walked in with my gang with my gang NBA
It ain't no turn down, turn up to the morning
Whole lotta money walked to one side and
Them bad bitches followin'
Broke niggas, I don't get along with 'em
Walked in just me and my niggas
(Just me and my gang)
Bad bitches follow us when we hit the door
Heard spyder gang came with us
Bitches want your money
Niggas want your fame
Some locked up, Some put up in the grave
On Lil Dave, gang gang, no I won't change
The moral of the story's the money, mane
Broke niggas, I don't get along with 'em
Walked in just me and my niggas
(Just me and my gang)
Bad bitches follow us when we hit the door
Heard spyder gang came with us
Bitches want your money
Niggas want your fame
Some locked up, Some put up in the grave
On Lil Dave, gang gang, no I won't change
The moral of the story's the money, mane