Show Me Your Love - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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I like that song

You talkin' 'bout, um

'Hello from the Other Side' right

No, you don’t understand me

I just don’t want you to leave me

Hop in your Benz, yeah

The money be callin' again and again and again

Don’t wanna do nothin' but win

Startin' to think that I’m movin' too fast again and again

Told me you love (told me you love)

Show me your love (show me your love)

Let me see that you love (see that you love)

Let me feel that you love (let me feel your love)

You show me, girl (show me)

That got love for a thug (love for a thug)

Before we stay down, we go up (up)

Ain’t no limit inside of this world, yeah

I’ma run this money up with you

Tell me go in, I’m fin to

You don’t do the shit that a bitch do

I’ma show you all what a brick do

Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt skrrt)

Trap house we done built us a drive through (drive through)

Got that money comin' in all different ways

Feelin' like I’m from Morocco

They can’t see up in my tension

Why you all up in my business?

I can show you how to get it

Just show me your intentions

Like a verse, lotta drugs, I flip it

Just tell me where to ship it

Feelin' like Stro packs comin' through the mail

I done made a whole lot of benjis

Heard 'em say that they ain’t feelin' me, nigga

Wanna beef and I’ma go and send Lil Ben at them niggas

Bet you knowin' that I live like fuck them niggas

Don Dada, it ain’t shit for to touch them niggas

Got a show for a check, gotta rush to get it

Northside in the slums, I be thuggin' lil' nigga

YoungBoy fucked up, I don’t trust these niggas

Fuck them, me and you we could go and get it

Covered up in Gucci 'fore we hit the block hold on, cut on my song

When I pass through the north, let the window down

Out the door, cuttin' up, show 'em how I’m strong

Already know I wanna fuck when we pass by time and we make it home

If you already know I don’t play around

You could take your clothes off and turn around

Hop in your Benz, yeah (ooh)

The money be callin' again and again and again

Don’t wanna do nothin' but win (ooh)

Startin' to think that I’m movin' too fast again and again

Told me you love (told me you love)

Show me your love (show me your love)

Let me see that you love (let me see that you love)

Let me feel that you love (feel your love)

You show me, girl (yeah)

That got love for a thug (got love for a thug)

Before we stay down, we go up (yeah)

Ain’t no limit inside of this world, yeah

I’ma run this money up with you (I can)

Tell me go in, I’m finto (I am)

You don’t do the shit that a bitch do

I’ma show you all what a brick do

Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt skrrt)

Trap house we done built us a drive through (drive through)

Got that money comin' in all different ways

Feelin' like I’m from Morocco

Slow down, yeah (slow down)

Bitch, you better not panic when it go down (when it go down)

Had to tell my mama I’m ten toes down (forever)

But you know I keep a gun every time that I road run

Bae you already knowin' how I come, I don’t stand down

And you know I’ma die if them niggas play 'round

Hide from the cameras, I ain’t goin' outside

In my face girl, you better not tell no lies

I’ma leave like I’m wrong even though I’m right, yeah

Money comin' fast and slow (and slow)

Pass by time, we go (we go)

Where, you never know (oh)

Hop in your Benz, yeah (skrrt)

The money be callin' again and again and again

Don’t wanna do nothin' but win (nothin' but win, yeah)

Startin' to think that I’m movin' too fast again and again

Told me you love (told me you love)

Show me your love (show me your love)

Let me see that you love (let me see it)

Let me feel that you love (let me feel your love)

You show me, girl (show me, girl)

That got love for a thug

Before we stay down, we go up (up)

Ain’t no limit inside of this world, yeah (ah)

I’ma run this money up with you (I can)

Tell me go in, I’m finto (I am)

You don’t do the shit that a bitch do (yeah)

I’ma show you all what a brick do (a brick do)

Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (skrrt)

Trap house we done built us a drive-through (drive through)

Got that money comin' in all different ways

Feelin' like I’m from Morocco