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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Loner Life
Hurt, what it do?
Hzrd went crazy on that motherfucker

You still think about me and don´t like the way that I live

Still can´t figure out the way my heart is
She know that I´m a problem, "He´s a loner, not much love, he ain´t got none" (Woo-woo)
Thirty poppa came over (Woo, thirty poppa), come out the window, hangover (Woo)
Super trendy, put that shit on with no stylist, yeah, yeah
Whole lotta benjis, a hunnid bands like ten thousand, uh

She know I got that bag, I want her bad (Woo)
She know I´ma stand on this shit, ok
Turn the phone off ´til my whole grind turn on
Rich and he ain´t got no mind, what´s wrong?
I got the money, I changed my persona
Bulletproof whip, how I´m gon´ hit the corner, I´m in it (Woo, in it, I´m in it, yeah)
Standin´ on top of these niggas, yeah

Mama, you got it, I did it, yeah
On top of the mountains with millions, woah (Woo)
My kids gon´ have it and get it (Woo)
I just might go buy my sister a Bentley
I just might give my grandfather a ticket (Top)
She know I´m a thug nigga, I got hitters, and know I got drugs with me
From the bottom, the Nawf, grew up in it
I come home from jail and they wanna put slugs in me
´Cause I´m standin´ on business, don´t fuck with them, nada percentage
The pendant got floods in it
Switch the wheels and you know it gon´ rub different
From the gutter and still in the mud with it
Double R (Double R, double R), I take the top off that motherfucker

I pull up in that Rover, it´s chalk color
Up inside the Goyard, that´s a dirty cutter
I done ran up that fetty on all these niggas
Bullets rain like confetti, you played with it
Come from walking with holes inside my tennis
I accomplished some goals, ain´t playin´ tennis (Come on, slime)

You still think about me and don´t like the way that I live
Still can´t figure out the way my heart is
She know that I´m a problem, "He´s a loner, not much love, he ain´t got none" (Woo-woo)
Thirty poppa came over (Thirty poppa), come out the window, hangover (Woo, hangover)
Super trendy, put that shit on with no stylist, yeah, yeah
Whole lotta benjis, a hunnid bands like ten thousand, uh