YoungBoy Never Broke Again - No Fun lyrics

Yeah, yeah, oh oh oh oh, slime, blatt
(Super earz, D-Roc)
Ayy, start off with my, uh
With that low voice

I been hustlin' all day, I refuse to be a bum
I been like this since I was young
I keep spendin' all my money
I ain’t knowin' where it’s goin'
But shit, I’m knowin' how it come
I thank the Lord I’ma star
It’s hard to make it where I’m from
I done turned nothin' into some' (Amen)
I think that I grew up too fast
I don’t ever have no fun
I tote that 40 with a drum

Yeah, I don’t speak on shit that saw
Rewind back to the day I got off
Von was fuckin' with, police was after me
I had to sleep on the couch (Woah)
Talk down on my name, I know what it’s 'bout
When they go to work, I’ma run in they house
Sеllin' that crack, never seen a drought
The way I grеw up
I can say it ain’t my fault
Straight out the Nawf, nigga
Know that I’m thuggin'
When I was young, used to fuck on my cousin
Breakin' in houses, just me and my cousin
(yeah)
Wooden chain, now my pendant is flooded
Missin' Breanna, she told me she love me
Another nigga found out she was fuckin'
Searchin' for love, I used to be rushin'
Won’t tell you it hurt, I'ma
Tell you it’s touchin', yeah

I remember signin' to GMG management
Ya heard me? Fi bought me a sprinter van
I used to put four grams in a Raw
Ya heard me? Man, I used to walk, man
Shit, but now I ride through Atlanta
In a quarter million dollar car
Ain’t no cap in that, slime

I been hustlin' all day, I refuse to be a bum
I been like this since I was young
I keep spendin' all my money
I ain’t knowin' where it’s goin'
But shit, I’m knowin' how it come
I thank the Lord I’ma star
It’s hard to make it where I’m from
I done turned nothin' into some' (Amen)
I think that I grew up too fast
I don’t ever have no fun
I tote that 40 with a drum (Ayy)

Say that they love me
I know they don’t love me
Hop out the foreign and hop in a bucket
Hundred round clip, just me and my brothers
Finna ride on some niggas that
Say that they thuggin' baby momma drivin'
Night time ridin' through the bottom
Doin' drive-bys was urgent
Pulled down my mask, she stop at the corner
Before I could shoot, my niggas was bussin'
Jumpin' that fence, I was runnin' from twelve
Ray team, I was givin' 'em hell
Catchin' a cell, I got apprehended
Red Infinity at Taco Bell
Locked in that cell, was readin' my mail
Gave me a bond, released 'fore twelve
Say he want smoke, but don’t know who I am
Hit that boy with that Glock
And I’m leavin' 'em stale

Code red though, don’t get me wrong
I was misguided at the time
I feel like, shit, if a
Nigga say they want it
I want smoke with anybody
Look, this my cousin, he dead though
And I regret from what I did
But at the same time
Shit, you know what it is

I been hustlin' all day, I refuse to be a bum
I been like this since I was young
I keep spendin' all my money
I ain’t knowin' where it’s goin'
But shit, I’m knowin' how it come
I thank the Lord I’ma star
It’s hard to make it where I’m from
I done turned nothin' into some' (Hallelujah)
I think that I grew up too fast
I don’t ever have no fun
I tote that 40 with a drum, yeah, slatt