Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Keep Me Dry lyrics

(It's a Menace beat, boy)

My Lord, got a better understandin'
I'm not young no more
From the streets to the place to be
From the police car to GT
Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks
They got a crease
Remember them sayin', "You're weak
You're beat, you're slow, you're sleep"
(yeah)
From where they say they'll see you later
Then they die
Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let
'em see me cry, oh, no
Stuck in the rain and all
This money keep me dry

"Hey, sir", "How you doin', young man?"
"It was somethin' kept tellin' me for
To come talk to you"
And it seem like that it's
Somethin' ain't goin' right
Hitta' smooth out my brother
I miss my cousin nigga
I slept in a bed with 'em
I'm missin' dead niggas
'cause you know I ran with 'em
I keep my fam' with me
'cause you know I don't fuck with niggas
Mr steal-His-Bitch, poppin' drugs
Takin' gasoline
And my wrist game too proper, call
It Harvard on a nigga, yeah
Wit' Lil Jordan tryna steal a forty
Now my nigga dead fucked up
But still drive Ferrari on a bad day
I hope that she can comprehend me

My Lord, got a better understandin'
I'm not young no more
From the streets to the place to be
From the police car to GT
Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks
They got a crease
Remember them sayin', "You're weak
You're beat, you're slow, you're sleep"
(yeah)
From where they say they'll see you later
Then they die
Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let
'em see me cry, oh, no
Stuck in the rain and all
This money keep me dry

In the trenches
Probably where I feel the safest at
We've been broke up for a minute baby
Take me back i'm too loaded out my mental
Ain't no shakin' back
Two extensions in my rental
If he eighty racks high speed in the Banshee
I done been to ten this week
And that's a damn shame
Try to keep my mama off the street
But she so damaged
It's like my heart done skipped a beat
'cause I'm so damaged (M-m-m)
I'm traumatized from homicides
New murder one, be the victim
Jumped off the porch at grandma house
She throw up C's my nigga
They got my dawg on house arrest
Don't wanna see beat the system
I'm steady thinkin' I'm gon' die
That's why I sleep with my pistol

My Lord, got a better understandin'
I'm not young no more
From the streets to the place to be
From the police car to GT
Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks
They got a crease
Remember them sayin' "You're weak
You're beat, you're slow, you're sleep"
(yeah)
From where they say they'll see you later
Then they die
Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let
'em see me cry, oh, no
Stuck in the rain and all
This money keep me dry