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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Bad Morning Demo Lyrics

Bad Morning (Demo) Lyrics[Intro]
I can't quit at all, at all
I ain’t hurt (I ain't hurt, nigga) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all

[Refrain]
No
I can't teach a nigga shit, I can make it out him
I ain’t need no tutor, been advanced for the road
Doped up, two or three tools, doin' shows
Forty on my teeth and two hundred for my pole
Three hundred for my car, extra sneeze for the nose
I be runnin' to the money soon as it reach my phone
I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life
Collect these bodies with your life, send it to the Most Highest
Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it
Nigga ran off, tell me what you doin' 'bout it?
You don’t know off the dome shit, can’t write
With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight

[Chorus]
I can't quit at all, at all
I ain’t hurt at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros

[Post-Chorus]
Ridin' in the Maybach, let’s go
Ten M's up, nigga, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope

[Bridge]
I can't quit at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all

[Post-Chorus]
Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, nigga, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope

[Refrain]
No
I can't teach a nigga shit, I can make it out him
I ain't need no tutor, been advanced for the road
Doped up, two or three tools, doin' shows
Forty on my teeth and two hundred for my pole
Three hundred for my car, extra sneeze for the nose
I be runnin' to the money soon as it reach my phone
I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life
Collect these bodies with your life, send it to the Most Highest
Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it
Nigga ran off, tell me what you doin' 'bout it?
You don't know off the dome shit, can't write
With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight

[Chorus]
I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros

[Post-Chorus]
Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, nigga, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store (This is the sound)
On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope