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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Overdose
I ain´t no bad person, no
Ayy I ain´t no gangster, ain´t no killer
I ain´t no gangbanger, I´m me
Like everybody make mistakes, that´s life
Name one fuckin´ person who ain´t make mistakes, you feel me?

Man like we, I don´t know what to say
I don´t know if I´m targeted
I don´t know if it´s from what I speak about, like I don´t know
I just know shit, until I´m dead I´ma be me
Yeah, yeah
And they ain´t never seen this shit before
Ooh, BigHead on the beat
Young nigga shit
Bitch, gang, gang, gang, gang, hrrr
38 Baby

Without no coat I was walkin´ and meditatin´ in the rain
Reminiscing about bein´ in prison, I was locked in them chains
Without no drugs I was workin´ and stimulatin´ my brain

I ain´t gotta act how I was actin´, everything done changed
I was missing out on plenty shit, just watchin´ time fly past
I was broke, down on my dick, I had to get me a bag
Havin´ shootouts broad day and we runnin´ from task
I put my flex down, never sit down, I told that bitch I´ll never stand down
Creepin´ on your block with a hundred rounds
Go to shoot and try to run
Hop out the whip and we gon´ run you down
Shoot him dead up his head, knock off his dreads
Now he can´t make a sound
Kill him where he stand, we live by law and we gon´ lay it down
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that´s that same shit

357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain quick
Sippin´ on this drank, RIP Fredo, this that bang shit
Doin´ the same thing, time pass, got a bitch with a fat ass
I told her turn around and bust it open
That Soulja Slim, that C Murder, come in the tank just like No Limit soldier
I´m poppin´ X so I´m steady rollin´
Say he a gangster, got his chest out
When I hit him with this Glock I bet I fold him
None of these niggas ain´t never play with me
Play with me, I bet you see
Fuck that Twitter beefin´, you want beef, I pull up where you sleep
Bitch I´m out the North, 38 Baby, I come from the streets

Two clips on that chopper for to stretch you when we fuckin´ meet
Got ´em all boxed in at the location, the police movin´ in
People tryna catch me with a pistol just to turn me in
Same shit you did to go to jail, don´t do that shit again
Bitch I´m screamin´ fuck you, never change, thuggin´ to the end
I got a question, tell me what these niggas hatin´ for?
Why they steady sayin´ the gon´ snatch my chain though?
You want to rap, how you gon´ think without a brain though?
Take gunpowder out a bullet, put some crack, now this that ´caine flow

I´ma hit ´em with this bitch and watch ´em overdose (shoot ´em up yeah, yeah)
I´ma hit ´em with this bitch and watch ´em overdose (fill ´em up yeah, yeah)
Overdose, I kill ´em slow
What´s the 4-1-1, they know I be, I be ´bout whatever
You ain´t got no bodies, you ain´t ´bout it, boy you are not a stepper
You play with me, bitch ain´t no hidin´, ain´t nobody can help you
Send your ass to the devil, in envelope like a letter
Got an FN with a clip with different colors up in it
It´s all brass like a penny, only see fire when I spit it
I ain´t shoot this bitch in a minute, a nigga play, he can get it

Double G, that stand for gang, you niggas know how we livin´