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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : 4KT Freestyle
(Mommy, India got the beats)
(I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, Hey Lilkdubb)
Yeah, oh, Ah
Oh slime

Tell me what you feelin´ I´m gon try to make a way
Stuck up in this system, feeling like I´m already in the grave, yeah
Oh grandma, I need yo´ lovin´ and I need yo´ huggin´
Sundown to sun up, I´m stuck up in it, I be steady thuggin´
Just a lonely child, it hurt my heart
My momma feel like fuck me
These niggas ‘round ain´t right, they want my life
They probably wanna bust me
Buff got that F and N, try me, everybody sin
I´m in this life of sin, heaven gates just let me in
I stretched that boy up in his yard, it only cost me ten

I´m livin´ hard, just ‘cause probation, I can´t be round ten
Ridin´ with my top down and bitch I´m hot now
Run up with them Glocks down, you gon´ get shot down
Thuggin´ in them trenches, it´s a way we be living
And you gon´ fold and count on my pain, you see how I´m feelin´
Tell yo´ momma good riddance, you play, it´s on now
I took five Xans back to back, I´m in my zone now
These hoes ain´t loyal, I´m done, they can´t call my phone now
Told you once before, I´m feeling like that I´m not wrong now
I got the heart of a slime
I would´ve been had bust his dome, them niggas hidin´

I asked my dawg “Why they ain´t dead?”
He said “I´m slidin´”
Them niggas stuck up in the house will go inside, yeah
I can´t seem to shake these drugs, I been on it
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Kill ‘em proper, creep up on him
Ridin´ through them slums by my lonely, pistol right up on me
Since my second body, I been hungry
I said I want blood, fuck BRPD, I be running
They know we wackin´ ‘em back to back, nigga, so they been on it
They reppin´ off one body, we stepped on three of they homies
All in jail, I get them bitches touched
Confinement, I been wanted
Oh, she want my heart?

I make that bitch give me her soul
Tat my name across yo´ face so yo´ next nigga gon´ know
Shit, you a hoe
I put yo´ momma right on that front row
Had yo´ whole family screamin´, they can´t wait until I go
I´m so slimy, connivin´, I´m grimy, oh yeah
You bet´ not shoot him from a distance, bitch run down and bust his head
Bitch ask my momma, she told me “Zip a nigga” and I did
Oh, you don´t like me for that nigga? Fuck you too, this what it is
Murder man dance, YoungBoy whopping with that choppa
Bring ‘em to a stand, we go to shooting, it ain´t no stoppin´

Then niggas tried to kill me once, but hit the bitch that´s on side me
One week later, caught him slippin´, we dump fifty and popped ‘em (Fuck him)
We go blood for blood, body after body, huh
The city sick of all of us and they can´t stop it
At my funeral, my niggas bring them choppa´s out
I want a Lambo for my casket, nigga, check me out

Yeah, I got three M´s right now
When I hit ten I´ll be as deadly as I´m is now
The fuck you on, nigga? You know what I´m on
Whatever you on
I´m slime wit it, I´m dyin´ wit it, nigga
(We go blood for blood, body after body, huh
The city sick of all of us and they can´t stop it
At my funeral, my niggas bring them choppa´s out
I want a Lambo for my casket, nigga, check me out)