YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Steady lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Steady lyrics]
Fuckin' Beat Execz nigga slime, yeah
(Slatt) ooh
Before I die I send my prayers up to heaven
I take the blame for my trials
I've been livin' too reckless
Run down and shoot him in his shit
No he ain't gotta come test me
I got this carbon in the
Car and I'ma convicted Felon
I got this carbon in the
Car and I'ma convicted Felon
I'm livin' on the main stage and
All my youngins be steppin'
I'm on the road with Baby Joe
Months ago he was my celly
He got a Tec up in this bitch
It's cocked and loaded and ready
He still a run up in yo shit and
Take it all if you let him
These niggas pussy as a bitch
But once they throw it I catch it
Up with the Glock in-front the club
And bitch I’m sending a message
And I'ma die behind this shit at
Least I know where I’m headed
Fuck a hand hold yo own
Ain’t never break the code
Through that cell, I stood alone
Bitch now tell me who gone fold
I admit, it left me cold
Fucking round with these hoes
Need a one who down just to be up
That bitch a sell her soul
Money take over walk through the
Valley with crack addicts
Jania tatted gun on my side survivor tactics
Counted up 80 bands ain’t
Finish school no mathematics
No we don't pick and choose he break
The rules we let em have it
To all my niggas dead and gone
I'ma tell you I love you
I keep the chrome cause bitch you
Know I don't trust you
Steady be riding around you know how
Me and my thugs do
Steady callin' my phone sayin these
Niggas won’t touch you
Every nigga with me got a stick
Might think that we purging
And we ready for to go get off
In some shit like it's urgent
Quarter-million dollar car parked on the
Block and I swerve it
Nigga said that he want smoke behind
Who shot? I ain't heard it
I'm ready 'fore to hear them words
I drop a bag on 'em
All my niggas moving on my word
And they gone smash on em
Ain't come and look for you
Myself because I'm chasing money
But if you ever run into me that's your ass
To all my niggas dead and gone
I'ma tell you I love you
I keep the chrome cause bitch you
Know I don't trust you
Steady be riding around you know how me and
My thugs do steady calling my phone saying
These niggas won't touch you
To all my niggas dead and gone
I'ma tell you I love you
I keep the chrome cause bitch you
Know I don't trust you
Steady callin my phone sayin these
Niggas won’t touch you
(Slatt) ooh
Before I die I send my prayers up to heaven
I take the blame for my trials
I've been livin' too reckless
Run down and shoot him in his shit
No he ain't gotta come test me
I got this carbon in the
Car and I'ma convicted Felon
I got this carbon in the
Car and I'ma convicted Felon
I'm livin' on the main stage and
All my youngins be steppin'
I'm on the road with Baby Joe
Months ago he was my celly
He got a Tec up in this bitch
It's cocked and loaded and ready
He still a run up in yo shit and
Take it all if you let him
These niggas pussy as a bitch
But once they throw it I catch it
Up with the Glock in-front the club
And bitch I’m sending a message
And I'ma die behind this shit at
Least I know where I’m headed
Fuck a hand hold yo own
Ain’t never break the code
Through that cell, I stood alone
Bitch now tell me who gone fold
I admit, it left me cold
Fucking round with these hoes
Need a one who down just to be up
That bitch a sell her soul
Money take over walk through the
Valley with crack addicts
Jania tatted gun on my side survivor tactics
Counted up 80 bands ain’t
Finish school no mathematics
No we don't pick and choose he break
The rules we let em have it
To all my niggas dead and gone
I'ma tell you I love you
I keep the chrome cause bitch you
Know I don't trust you
Steady be riding around you know how
Me and my thugs do
Steady callin' my phone sayin these
Niggas won’t touch you
Every nigga with me got a stick
Might think that we purging
And we ready for to go get off
In some shit like it's urgent
Quarter-million dollar car parked on the
Block and I swerve it
Nigga said that he want smoke behind
Who shot? I ain't heard it
I'm ready 'fore to hear them words
I drop a bag on 'em
All my niggas moving on my word
And they gone smash on em
Ain't come and look for you
Myself because I'm chasing money
But if you ever run into me that's your ass
To all my niggas dead and gone
I'ma tell you I love you
I keep the chrome cause bitch you
Know I don't trust you
Steady be riding around you know how me and
My thugs do steady calling my phone saying
These niggas won't touch you
To all my niggas dead and gone
I'ma tell you I love you
I keep the chrome cause bitch you
Know I don't trust you
Steady callin my phone sayin these
Niggas won’t touch you