YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Walk In The Rain (Ain’t Quitting) lyrics

Post in that Nawf, I miss it
Had to go hard to get it
I hopped in a foreign, I hit it
I got on Chanel Vintage
You need you a bag, I send it
My Cuban, my chain, not rented
Whole lotta blood, I seen it
Walk in the rain, I did it
Give me a pack and I stack up that money
I walk in the snow my niggas be trappin’
I seen them out hustlin’ for so long
Collect call
I’m on FaceTime with lil Ben on the phone
Pronto, need it right now
I can't wait no mo’

When I jumped off the porch
I was runnin’ and chasin’ that dough
(That dough)
It’s eight in the mornin’ when I wake up
I’m knockin’ on KD do’
I was broke I couldn't pay for no smoke, uh
He throw me a gram and I roll (Roll)
And I think that it’s crazy
‘cause my own brother
He wouldn't throw me shit, no (Woah, oh)
I had to get up and go get it
Steady kept rappin’, you know I ain't quitin’
(Ain’t quit)
I knew it was comin’, I told ‘еm "I feel it"
Four hundred thousand away from a million
You know I’ma kill a lil nigga
Don’t tempt me (Tеmpt me)
When I up it, I’m hittin’ civilians (Ba, ba)
We all ‘bout that drama
You know I ain't kiddin’
Now that I’m here, it's a hell of a feelin’
Yeah i’ma leave a nigga slump (Slump)
I ride with them bags in the trunk
(The trunk)
I go hit a lick by myself (By myself)
I done did it all where I’m from
(Where I’m from)
My niggas name tatted on my arm
‘cause all of them I really love (I love)
I give ‘em a kiss and I give ‘em a hug
Don’t care what they say ‘cause
I don’t give a fuck

Post in that Nawf, I miss it
Had to go hard to get it
I hopped in a foreign, I hit it
I got on Chanel Vintage
You need you a bag, I send it
My Cuban, my chain, not rented
Whole lotta blood, I seen it
Walk in the rain, I did it
Give me a pack and I stack up that money
I walk in the snow my niggas be trappin’
I seen them out hustlin’ for so long
Collect call
I’m on FaceTime with lil Ben on the phone
Pronto, need it right now
I can't wait no mo’ (No no’)

Thirty grand in the Cadi’
(Cadi’) , I call Montana my daddy (My daddy)
Always gave it if he had it (Had it)
Now we finally livin’ lavish (Lavish)
Baby Joe won't hurt no mo’ (No mo’)
He accepted in my family (My family)
Ben still totin’ that pole
(Pole) , he let a nigga have it (Have it)
I don’t wanna talk if it
Ain't ‘bout no dollar
Forever I lead, I’m never gon’ follow
Fuck on lil shorty, then never call her
Believe in my niggas, I’ll never doubt ‘em
My sons remember everything I taught ‘em
Now that I made it, you forever ballin’
Sip on that lean and clutch on that 40
Forever I’m high, I ain’t never fallin’

Post in that Nawf, I miss it
Had to go hard to get it
I hopped in a foreign, I hit it
I got on Chanel Vintage
You need you a bag, I send it
My Cuban, my chain, not rented (Not rented)
Whole lotta blood, I seen it
Walk in the rain, I did it (I did it)
Give me a pack and I stack up that money
I walk in the snow (Walk in the snow)
My niggas be trappin’
I seen them out hustlin’ for so long
Collect call
I’m on FaceTime with lil Ben on the phone
(Ben on the phone)
Pronto, need it right now
I can't wait no mo’
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt ayy