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Youngboy Never Broke Again Nba Youngboy - Wagwan Lyrics

(It's a Menace Beat, boy)

Michael Jordan, 23 (oh)
I'm too street for industry (oh)
Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no
I been guilty for your love, and I plead now
Take the stress out, this my lean cup (oh-ooh)
Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up (oh)
I took all the L's, still ain't givin' up
For to get this shit, I walked through hell, and I ain't givin' nothin'

She say: Hey to me, I say: Wagwan
Gotta keep the strong walkin' through my slums
Why don't they just let me be? Think I got signs
That I only got myself, you not my kind
You, you are too cool
Come get what I need, then I'm through
I see you like me, I like you too
And I like the money, I know you do

Expedition
Got a new stick, new clip for the tension
Make them youngins wеt the whole block if you mention mе
People hatin' on me and you act like you ain't seein' it
Better not let me find out you a frenemy
Brother always said: How your friend turn to enemy?
Them niggas know I said what I said, they plan on endin' me
Money always keep a nigga calm like it's Ketamine
Young nigga pull up in Saint Laurent, look like he sellin' ki's
Push start, wireless keys (oh)
Flyback in Carson, shawty overseas
Tell her: Bring me back some Louis V, and some Bape clothes
I pour up syrup inside my drank, and ain't no taste gone
Shawty got that check and she left, guess her love gone
Wet up a whole block with that TEC, and then they get gone
I can't get cloned, known to spin 'round
They gon' speak on us till I put flex down

She say: Hey to me, I say: Wagwan
Gotta keep the strong walkin' through my slums
Why don't they just let me be? Think I got signs
That I only got myself, you not my kind
You, you are too cool
Come get what I need, then I'm through
I see you like me, I like you too
And I like the money, I know you do

Michael Jordan, 23 (oh)
I'm too street for industry (oh)
Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no
I been guilty for your love, and I plead now
Take the stress out, this my lean cup (oh-ooh)
Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up (oh)
I took all the L's, still ain't givin' up
For to get this shit, I walked through hell, and I ain't givin' nothin'