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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Happy Birthday I Dont Know Lyrics

Happy Birthday (I Don’t Know) Lyrics[Intro: YoungBoy & ?]
(CashMoneyAP)
Ayy report to me lil’ brotha
What it is? How you feelin’
You already know baby, you know what I’m sayin’, tryna get it in at the same time
That’s what I’m with
(Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin’ it)
I’m coolin’, recordin’

[Chorus]
I don’t know, I don’t know, oh
I don’t know what to say
I ain’t knowin’ what to think, yeah
All of this pain in my body
I let go my pride and I capitalize off it
These niggas ‘round me say they ridin’
They all let me down, but you know I can’t fault ‘em
Fame make ‘em all change, money make ‘em do some things
I don’t regret what I’m sayin’, I hope you forget when I’m dead, yeah

[Verse]
No I ain’t throwin’, my ass, I ain’t takin’ back what I said
A never a change what I did, I just got off the phone with G
I was loc’in’, now finally I’m big
All of this shit I got for my kids
I’ma lеave it to Baby, Kay, Kayden and TayTay, now they finally gеttin’ big (Yeah)
Praise the Lord, I ain’t sellin’ my soul
I don’t give a fuck what you had, go
I flex for my girl, my fans, they get it
They post on the ‘Gram that it’s goals
I been in it and strivin’ so long
I couldn’t pay for no coat, it was cold
I feel there’s somebody around me is snakin’ me, prolly tryna buss my dome
On my son, I ain’t goin’ like that
I a never forget what they said
Last couple days I been runnin’ with C-Bo, come and look inside the bag
I don’t put effort, you mad, Versace, Balmain on my ass
My mama, she told me the ones that don’t love I should just give ‘em my last
Mmmm
Finally I’m turnin’ eighteen and half of my niggas couldn’t see it
Mmmm
So much love in my body for Three, ain’t forget all this shit that we did

[Chorus]
I don’t know, I don’t know, no
I don’t know what to say
I ain’t knowin’ what to think, yeah
All of this pain in my body
I let go my pride and I capitalize off it
These niggas ‘round me say they ridin’
They all let me down, but you know I can’t fault ‘em
Fame make ‘em all change, money make ‘em do some things
I don’t regret what I’m sayin’, I hope you forget when I’m dead, yeah

[Open Verse]