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Gangsta(feat. Quando Rondo) (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again/Quando Rondo
Lyrics by：Jason Goldberg/Jonathan Demario Priester/Kentrell Gaulden/Tyquain Bowman
Oh oh
Mario
N***as want my soul get 'em gone
I'm gon' stunt sum
Industry don't like me cause
I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous
Gangsta how a n***a came in and leavin' out
Gangsta hope that's what I scream while
I'm bleedin' out
Thug life too rich for this
So I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time
So I been tryna see what heavin' like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these n***as ain't been steppin' right
I ain't worried about that s**t
I tell my momma I'm forever fine
He gon' pay that fine if he violate this flag
Oh
Change on my brother and my sisters
I could never do
S*x money murder plus Lil Dee h*e fine like Damu
Them n***as h*es
They only say s**t 'bout what I do
Gangsta hope that's what
I scream while I'm bleedin' out
Know I keep that iron
I remember when Lil Dave died
I done seen Montana cryin' when Dump
Had left I play it safe now
She f**k with the opps
She can not be my bae now
Got 'em mad they want they
Beam on top the diamond on my face
Everybody I speak about
They know I ain't lyin'
I ain't never capped out
Get my brother to slang that iron
These n***as be dyin'
They say I flashed out
I'm too ahead of my time I'm overdue
That's what the hate be 'bout
I ain't scared know that I could die
You could get it too
I'm steady screamin' gang baby
Granny gran' baby righteous
Three hundred bands later
I still ain't drop and y'all united
They say Lul Tim the biggest opp
Stepped on that boy don't do no fightin'
Yellow tape Glocks macs and carbons
F**k the industry don't like us
Two hundred grand out for your pockets
Like f**k that let me buy the body
They know we really 'bout it 'bout it
Straight no Playboi Carti
They say that I'm the walkin' dead
So I'm on point inside this Rari
Got to make sure one inside the head
Before I walk inside this party
I guess that it could get wicked
Extensions stuffed in my glizzy
I think I'm over committed
Disloyal that's all these n***as
Can't trust 'em that's all these b***hes
They will change with the quickness
Forget about you in prison
Guess it's safe to say keep your distance
Hold on I need a minute I go
I'm goin' like Nipsey
Screamin' out that I'm crippin'
It's many n***as gon' feel me
D**g dealers and killers
We standin' on nation business
Over a couple million
I put it back in the trenches
Never I won't surrender and always I'm gon' remember
30 clip it get empty
I take it from out my denim
30 crips bangin' sixties
They wit' me ain't got no temper
Situations get sticky
I'm standin' up wit' my pistol
My b***h actin' like she don't need me
I'm leavin' don't even trip on it
I'm leanin' another reason to get gon'
While rockin' a Yeezy Adida
I pray to Jesus I get home
I'm just tryna make a hundred G's off this flip phone