Life before Fame (Preach) lyrics

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Preach
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
I turned the preacher daughter bad, I think I'm a dummy
These n***as know what up, Know I'm bout whateva'
I'm in the streets I keep that heat, You know I be steppin'
I miss the Nawf just like my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' girl gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done with these b*t*hes
I think about it every minute, Ain't stoppin' my mission
On my payroll I got hittas I pay 'em commision
Interrogated by detectives won't tell 'em I did it
I told Montana that I love him, On Dave I meant it
Put 20 thousand on his head, They catch him I send it
Get on my knee on side the bed like "Father, forgive me"
Was sellin' weed f**ked up my profit, I ain't make a dolla'
The fame getting to my n***as, I cut off my partners
Before I call on you, I put my trust up in this choppa'
Movin' like he can't get touched real quick, I bet I stop em'
n***a ain't give me sh*t but hand out like I owe him something
I don't give a f**k if we step together, I'll show you something
b*t*hes think they slick, They all deceive so I'll never love em'
Bre was my first love but she changed so I'll never trust her
This the files of a n***a who ain't neva' bleed
This the story of a child who was in them streets
Why the f**k I'm taking care of them? They ain't do sh*t for me
Why the f**k I'm showing you so much love?
And b*t*h you leaving me
Keandre dead, The only thing I think about is Tyler
I'm full of pain and wake up every morning and I'm smilin'
They think I'm dumb
You got me f**ked up I got plenty knowledge
They don't give a f**k about how I feel
They don't know my problems
Just cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you said
I let some shots off in the air for my n***as dead
Do anything in the world for you, I'm livin' red
Showin' love to them n***as they might bust my head
Mad bout a gun, but for a fact I won't do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you ain't give me nothing
I ain't give up on my mission
f**k you mean b*t*h I was steady hustlin'
Handin' all you n***as money b*t*h and I steady strugglin'
Montana know about my pain and everything I told him
I told him watch what he was saying, but sh*t I had to fold him
Up in that cell b*t*h I was cryin' with no one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier, I remember what my grampa told me
Batty Bwoy if you cross imma' take your life
I'm full of drugs so imma' die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, it's a way of life
Young n***a fillin' up his arm with some heroin
He was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What that mean? n***a MURDER
Livin' wrong or right, trustin' nobody till the his time come
Yo' ex just exposed you, Now you mad like I was neva' here
Where I come from I gotta keep this b*t*h up on my hip
Momma' forgive me for all the times I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this world why I need to live
It ain't too long
They don't give a f**k bout me, b*t*h
I did something for all y'all, y'all got me f**ked up
Out the flap I ain't gotta' smile in nobody face
Y'all tell me bout all y'all
Problems, y'all don't ask how I'm feelin' huh?
b*t*h I been feelin' like I'm finna die
b*t*h I cry alone
This for all them young n***as who gone
And all the people who miss they babies, You heard me?
f**k everybody in mind, Y'all ain't making my life no betta'
Young n***a fillin' up his arm with some heroin
He was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What that mean? n***a MURDER
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody till the his time come
Batty Bwoy if you cross imma' take your life
I'm full of drugs so imma' die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, it's a way of life


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