Judgment - Moneybagg Yo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Damn

Like when a nigga be tryna be like

One count away, you know what I’m sayin'

The streets kinda pull a nigga back in man, damn

Shit be crazy as fuck man

They can’t win from losing at this shit man, but you know

I was built for the pressure

Word on the street they want pressure so let’s get it

Clutching on the Glock as I ride through my city

All the silent beef I ain’t with it, nigga admit it

Let off shots, ain’t hit shit, they think we don’t know who did it

Retaliation a must, when we do it’s man down

Grrr, I ain’t selfish, give his ass a hundred rounds

Get out that water, you don’t know how to swim, you bound to drown

Red dot on top of your nose like bozo, we 'bout to clown

I saw the change coming, all this shit I invented

How you gon' knock a man for making his own decision?

Same nigga, ain’t shit really changed but my image

I had to get that bread off the ground like a pigeon

Remember coming up I used to rock the fake ice

Stood on the block them late nights, asking god to get me right

Remember shooting my shot at hoes, them bitches was uptight

Now that they know a nigga worth it, hoes fuck the first night

Moment of truth

Everything I say I’ma do, I’m who them bitches gon' choose

I’m who the trappers salute

This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth

I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too

I’m in the field with the troops

This a moment of truth

Ayy this a moment of truth

I’m peepin' all the shit niggas sayin' in these songs

I made a couple moves, they look at me like I’m wrong

But last time I checked I’m 26, ain’t that grown?

And last time I checked my niggas ride right or wrong

Had to hustle just to eat, got my knowledge out the street

All my sons they a beast (all four, I love 'em dearly)

I hope my daughters never ever meet a nigga like me

I ain’t shit to your mamas, always took them through that drama

They didn’t understand a nigga, I was runnin' up them commas

Booked up for the last two summers, making plays off a bundle

Now I’m hotter than a sauna, people’s choice like I’m Obama

They say money made me dumber, just wanna see me fumble

Moment of truth

Everything I say I’ma do, I’m who them bitches gon' choose

I’m who the trappers salute

This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth

I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too

I’m in the field with the troops

This a moment of truth

Ayy this a moment of truth

Fuck dude, he a lil hater and I noticed that

I ain’t goin' like you might think and I’ma show you that

Different bankroll every time I blink, see I get dough like that

The Hi-Tech all a nigga drink 'less I run 'cross that Act

Stay in your place, step out of line and get you buried

You gotta think smart, play your cards solitary

I made sacrifices, went against my hood for CMG

Didn’t sell my soul for money, I just saw shit that they didn’t see

Rap game wouldn’t accept me 'cause I wasn’t pretend

I kicked the door down like SWAT 'cause they wouldn’t let me in

I’m out the jungle for sure, made it out the lion’s den

Sometimes it feel like the end of the row, Boyz II Men

Moment of truth

Everything I say I’ma do, I’m who them bitches gon' choose

I’m who the trappers salute

This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth

I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too

I’m in the field with the troops

This a moment of truth