YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Run The Hood lyrics

(Beat Execs, MercyBeatz, nigga)
(K4ProducedIt) look, look

Mama, I wanna run the hood
I don't wanna go to school
Mama, I been having thoughts 'bout
Breaking in my neighbor place
Gang baby, he tote green flags
Breaking all the rules
They know we keep sticks like rulers
Up it and we spray the place

I'm on the phone with Tim
Oh that's hilarious bitch
Dig your brother up
Tell 'em fuck that nigga you fucking on
They ain't gon' fuck with us
Tell your broke-ass menace come get me gone
We gon' bust him off
Drop tape by tape and don't promote at all
That's just my runner up
I know that he talking in them
Songs and he dumb as fuck
Don't shoot him, bag him up
It could flip a Mac Truck, lil baby
Know we smashing something
Act up, I want you to play crazy
Spend that check and don't show nothing
I put Dior all on my back
Listen up, we gon' wet the block, and boy
All that talking out your top
Gon' meet the murder squad
Say that he want beef
He ain't gon' say nothing else
Man, all the pain I felt
Play the cards that I was dealt
Chasing money 'til I'm out of breath
Everybody after me
Everybody wanna kill YB but can't capture me
Behind this one nigga, he deceased
But, I'm gon' change the subject, fuck 'em
Tell them niggas that I love 'em
'Cause they know I fucking hate 'em
I can't wait to fucking bust 'em

Mama, I wanna run the hood
I don't wanna go to school
Mama, I been having thoughts 'bout
Breaking in my neighbor place
Gang baby, he tote green flags
Breaking all the rules
They know we keep sticks like rulers
Up it and we spray the place

Think they all got a death wish, why? Well
'cause all them niggas dying
And them niggas that's behind
Second in the line
Bye, I'm so fucking slime
Why you play with my mind
I can't wait for they get active on the road
I put that on my child money got me bozo
Hundred shots, they stuck inside
And they in a two door
I prey on him, oh no he a villain
Forty million not enough for him
I'll get your body stretched
You know something

Mama, I wanna run the hood
I don't wanna go to school
Mama, I been having thoughts 'bout
Breaking in my neighbor place
Gang baby, he tote green flags
Breaking all the rules
They know we keep sticks like rulers
Up it and we spray the place