Fact - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Bl-Black Diamonds

Slime On The Track

I remember I ain’t had nothin'

I had to go get some racks (Some racks)

I was hustlin' at the store, tryna get me some cash (Some cash)

A month ago I was broke, I ain’t never goin' back (Goin' back)

In these streets it ain’t no joke, so you know I keep a strap

They wanna kill me cause I’m next to blow

You know I ain’t goin' like that, I ain’t there

But I grind hard for to get where I’m at, I’ma blow 'bout that

Gave him my trust and I burnt from it

I should’ve known better than that (I should’ve known better)

I done bossed up, I ain’t trippin' no, just remember that

I done kept it real witchu, you know I ain’t lyin', that’s a fact

I done rode for niggas after they changed on me and he know that’s a fact

Kept it real with all my niggas and that’s a fact

Say that they fuck with you but really they don’t

I got no love and it’s time to get back

This for the ones who betrayed me (Who betrayed me)

Say you with me but you hate me (You hate me)

I feel like you tryna snake me (Huh?)

Boy what the fuck is you thinkin'?

On the block clutchin' a banger

Gettin' loaded, just me and Lil' Ben (Lil' Ben)

We had to run from the laws, we got away again

Grindin' and stackin' them M’s (Them M’s)

Want money, I don’t want no friends

On the Megabus by myself, with the pints in my bag

That’s Lil' Ben

Hello?

Nigga play around with that sack

What?

So we loaded with them straps (We strapped)

Pap and OG in the back (In the back)

Floatin' 'round Park Forest, we tryna see where they at (Where they at)

Catch 'em, hit 'em, boom

Put his shit straight on the flat (Pow)

I had a show up in XO, you know I turnt up bad (Bad)

I was stuntin' wit' the cash, these niggas know we ain’t friends (Nah)

They wanna kill me cause I’m next to blow

You know I ain’t goin' like that, I ain’t there

But I grind hard for to get where I’m at, I’ma blow 'bout that

Gave him my trust and I burnt from it

I should’ve known better than that (I should’ve known better)

I done bossed up, I ain’t trippin' no, just remember that

I done kept it real witchu, you know I ain’t lyin', that’s a fact

I done rode for niggas after they changed on me and he know that’s a fact

Kept it real with all my niggas and that’s a fact

Say that they fuck with you but really they don’t

I got no love and it’s time to get back

I remember I ain’t had nothin'

I had to go get some racks (Some racks)

I was hustlin' at the store, tryna get me some cash (Some cash)

A month ago I was broke, I ain’t never goin' back (Goin' back)

In these streets it ain’t no joke, so you know I keep a strap