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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Heard Of Me
(Damn, Ken man)
Shit, that´s that bitch
Uh, baow
It´s lil´ Top, nigga, what it is?
You already know how I get down

I got all these bitches around, all these bitches inside my home, nigga
Yeah, with a half a million inside my bag, bitch
Yeah, with a big strap on my couch right now
How you wan´ do it?
Nigga, biggest five, huh?

Now, look, I know you heard of me, ha
I leave shit dead inside the street, I had foreign cars at just sixteen, bitch
Oh, look, I know you heard of me
I got my mama out the hood, I got myself from out the streets, bitch, I´m the man
I said, "I know you heard of me"
´Bout how I leave ´em dead from goin´ ´cross that net, playin´
Tryna see ´bout that shit you sayin´
I know you heard of me

Bah, bah, bitch, that be me
Come get that blick outside my hand, I´m murder man, bitch
That drum gon´ talk like it´s a band

Got eighty acres worth of land
But they wan´ see me lose, wan´ see me lose my groove, wan´ see me throw my fuckin´ hand
They ain´t give a hand, not one time, pussy bitch, I´m ´bout mine
And I´ve been known to sling iron, I´ll have your whole family cryin´
And I made millions through my whole career
Dropped from out of school without a plan, I could´ve fucked up, got killed
I´ve been on the stand just like a man, these twenty-three long years
Life inside in the can, I said, "I can," bitch, who would not shed tears?

Bitch, keep it real

No, won´t take that route ´cause I´m out, I done let it off in the south
Havin´ police knock on the door, mama tell me, "Stay in the house"
Had some pain since I was a child, hope your happiness done been bought
Or least been earned, I been goin´ hard ever since I had my turn, oh
I see these pussy niggas plottin´ on me (See them plottin´)
I say, I gotta keep that rocket on me (Gotta keep that iron)
In the club, stuntin´ with these hoes
Just don´t know, nigga watchin´ your arm

Huh, they watch my neck, huh, know I got that check

I´m gon´ flex, got that TEC
Huh, play, I let this bitch out right on set, best come correct
Or get stomped out your shit, this a bet
Bitch, I´m rich, I ride ´round with that stick, fuck a fed
Got too much sense inside my head to lose it all behind a ho
Tryna get a session with DJ Khaled and make ´em all lay on the floor
Tryna let that rookie open my venue and kill his whole clique at the show
He´s from an hour away and from that distance, I could see that he a ho
I peep your chain out with my scope, I get your address from my folk
We grab them sticks, it´s time to kill, play Jackie Neal, that´s how we roll

I know life won´t be fucked up forever, God blessin´ all the steppers
Trap niggas and real bitches, my clique gon´ ball forever
Wreck, we gon´ bang it out, we gon´ hit it, just let me know
Pop a pussy, pop prescriptions, pop a check, ooh
Bitch, pop that pussy, fuck who lookin´, throw that neck, ooh
I beat it down, straight from the back, then eat you like my food
Now, look, I know you heard of me
That boy who breakin´ all the rules, that child who barely find peace
That boy who make that bitch get tattoos of a whole face of me
Inside Cristal, we soak our feet, it´s gangster, it´s gangster

Now, look, I know you heard of me, ha
I leave shit dead inside the street, I had foreign cars at just sixteen, bitch
Oh, look, I know you heard of me
I got my mama out the hood, I got myself from out the streets, bitch, I´m the man
I said, "I know you heard of me"
´Bout how I leave ´em dead from goin´ ´cross that net, playin´
Tryna see ´bout that shit you sayin´
I know you heard of me
Bah, bah, bitch, that be me
Come get that blick outside my hand, I´m murder man, bitch
That drum gon´ talk like it´s a band

I see these pussy niggas plottin´ on me (See them plottin´)

I say, I gotta keep that rocket on me (Gotta keep that iron)
In the club, stuntin´ with these hoes
Just don´t know, nigga watchin´ your arm
No, won´t take that route ´cause I´m out, I done let it off in the south
Havin´ police knock on the door, mama tell me, "Stay in the house"
Had some pain since I was a child, hope your happiness done been bought
Or least been earned, I been goin´ hard ever since I had my turn, oh