YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Trust Nothing lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Trust Nothing lyrics]
Nba (wheat gang) never broke again
I say we never broke again (yea)
For my nigga baby Meech, Id die for him
NBA man thats the team, I ride for them
I love em all like my brothas
Do that time for them
I fuck wit P an Lil sean thats my partna nem
(my fucking brotha) fn bullets get to flying
Ain't no stoppin them (bang bang)
A audeameaur on my arm what
I want for christmas (thats what I want)
N if my clique don't ride fo me
Say bitch I got this pistol
N I been cookin cookin cookin
All we sell is dope (right here)
If I can't find you in yo hood
We pop up at yo show
You run yo mouth then you get burnt
Now you know how that go
We need grams an we got soft
Whip it on the stove
No ion need no possy bitch
Im shootin on my own
No ion need no floater bitch
Im standin on my own (Im 10 toes down)
Them niggas fucked over my brotha
Mane I want em gon (them niggas plotting)
I told that bitch man ion trust
Her so don't call my phone (bitch)
Im stuck up in the street
Bitch Im really thuggin
Cars black n niggas snitchin
I ain't trusting nothing (watch out)
These real diamonds n my
Chain I faking nothin
Say nigga fuck you n that
Pistol you ain't takin nothing (yea)
Im out that Chippewa thats right
There by that 38 (ehh)
I got my hands on my first gun it was a 38
(glee) got tired a being broke so I
Had to get on my shit
I started robbing niggas
Now gimme all that shit (ain't broke no mo)
Ddawg was up in Ryans Detention
Living in that bitch (free my nigga)
2 days later I slipped up Im
Wit em in that bitch (damn)
A hoe had set Lil Dave up
So ion trust a bitch (nah)
Most a my niggas changed up
So ion trust a clique
He got hit wit a choppa
No he ain't comin back (my nigga dead)
N boi I put that on Jamal Imma handle that
(on Jamal) i wonder who gon hold me down
But Imma wait for that
N if you play it's going down
We got K's for that (bang bang)
Im stuck up in the street
Bitch Im really thuggin
Cars black n niggas snitchin
I ain't trusting nothing (watch out)
These real diamonds n my chain
I ain't faking nothing (nah)
Say nigga fuck you n that
Pistol you ain't taking nothing (yea)
I say we never broke again (yea)
For my nigga baby Meech, Id die for him
NBA man thats the team, I ride for them
I love em all like my brothas
Do that time for them
I fuck wit P an Lil sean thats my partna nem
(my fucking brotha) fn bullets get to flying
Ain't no stoppin them (bang bang)
A audeameaur on my arm what
I want for christmas (thats what I want)
N if my clique don't ride fo me
Say bitch I got this pistol
N I been cookin cookin cookin
All we sell is dope (right here)
If I can't find you in yo hood
We pop up at yo show
You run yo mouth then you get burnt
Now you know how that go
We need grams an we got soft
Whip it on the stove
No ion need no possy bitch
Im shootin on my own
No ion need no floater bitch
Im standin on my own (Im 10 toes down)
Them niggas fucked over my brotha
Mane I want em gon (them niggas plotting)
I told that bitch man ion trust
Her so don't call my phone (bitch)
Im stuck up in the street
Bitch Im really thuggin
Cars black n niggas snitchin
I ain't trusting nothing (watch out)
These real diamonds n my
Chain I faking nothin
Say nigga fuck you n that
Pistol you ain't takin nothing (yea)
Im out that Chippewa thats right
There by that 38 (ehh)
I got my hands on my first gun it was a 38
(glee) got tired a being broke so I
Had to get on my shit
I started robbing niggas
Now gimme all that shit (ain't broke no mo)
Ddawg was up in Ryans Detention
Living in that bitch (free my nigga)
2 days later I slipped up Im
Wit em in that bitch (damn)
A hoe had set Lil Dave up
So ion trust a bitch (nah)
Most a my niggas changed up
So ion trust a clique
He got hit wit a choppa
No he ain't comin back (my nigga dead)
N boi I put that on Jamal Imma handle that
(on Jamal) i wonder who gon hold me down
But Imma wait for that
N if you play it's going down
We got K's for that (bang bang)
Im stuck up in the street
Bitch Im really thuggin
Cars black n niggas snitchin
I ain't trusting nothing (watch out)
These real diamonds n my chain
I ain't faking nothing (nah)
Say nigga fuck you n that
Pistol you ain't taking nothing (yea)