[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that´s probably Tago)
Ayy, this Lil Top, nigga
R.I.P. Dump, R.I.P. Dave
I´m bangin´ for Bozilla ´til I´m in the grave

Where I came from at? Well, it ain´t no love
I grew up ´round thugs, I´ma die a thug

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
God, please don´t let my .30 jam, back to back bustin´
Victim of murder, everyday I´m missin´ my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin´
From my sons to my niggas, neither one gon´ want for nothin´
Fat Black just touched down, I just gave him over ten grand
We catch that boy, spit on that pussy nigga, been playin´
I´m pullin´ up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin´ with them drums, we ain´t never ran

[Rojay]
Oh, it ain´t no love in these streets, yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah, I put my feelings on this beat (Beat, oh-oh-oh)
I gotta watch how I move my feet (My feet)
Yeah, I know they plottin´ to kill me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, I know they plottin´ to kill me, yeah (I know they plottin´ to kill me)
Yeah, so you know I stay with my heat (I´ma bust it ´til I can´t)
I, I catch that nigga, now he goin´ beneath
No, they ain´t fuckin´ with me, no
Say, what you want (What you want)
Say YB, we gon´ put these niggas on (Put ´em on)
I show no mercy, gotta get it in a hurry (In a hurry)

I bust that .40, I´ma leave his vision blurry

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Rojay]
God, please don´t let my .30 jam, back to back bustin´ (Ooh)
Victim of murder, everyday I´m missin´ my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin´
From my sons to my niggas, neither one gon´ want for nothin´
Fat Black just touched down, I just gave him over ten grand
We catch that boy, spit on that pussy nigga, been playin´
I´m pullin´ up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin´ with them drums, we ain´t never ran

[Rojay]

Sometimes, I wonder why my grandma always fuckin´ with me? (Always fuckin´)
We fall off, she know I love her, hope the Lord forgive me (I hope the Lord)
My sister got a Corolla, I´ma go buy her a Bentley
Comin´ up, I had to be my own father figure
Told lil´ brother, “Slow down, because you grow up fast, nigga” (Growin´ fast)
You only got one motive, gotta get that bag, nigga (Bag)
Focus on first place, don´t be like the last nigga (Last)
Predict the future, had to just let go of the past, nigga
I do this shit for all the times they had me fucked up (Fucked up)
Instead of sleepin´ all the time, you should get the fuck up

I ran it with YB, he told me, “Nigga, you so gifted”
I´m certified, I´ma one of a kind nigga
I get you smoked like a cigarette, no it ain´t cool
Screamin´, “Mama, I made it,” like a graduate came from school (School, oh)
We bringin´ to the table like we all playin´ pool
Fightin´ the struggle like a lawyer, ´cause we got somethin´ to prove

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
God, please don´t let my .30 jam, back to back bustin´
Victim of murder, everyday I´m missin´ my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin´
From my sons to my niggas, neither one gon´ want for nothin´

Fat Black just touched down, I just gave him over ten grand
We catch that boy, spit on that pussy nigga, been playin´
I´m pullin´ up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin´ with them drums, we ain´t never ran