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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Last Days Lyrics

Last Days Lyrics[Intro]
(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)

[Verse 1]
Wake up and I get it, that hustler ambition
I can't sit around all day, no
It ain't makin' sense, I don't think that they get it
That love ain't gon' never pay off
Never look down, nigga hold your head
I just want you for to ball
I'm gon' hold your back and you hold your hand
We gon' win together and kill them all
This Hublot on me ain't average
I bought shorty the same one to match it
And this strap that I'm totin' automatic
Bought these green plaided pants off the manic
We the ones that be servin' that static
But these niggas claim they want all the smoke
I don't do too much and got all the hoes
I'ma smile through the rain, they'll never know

[Chorus]
Chasin' money from the night to the mornin'
I gave my all and I got burned, I can't be saved
All through the pain, I beat the hype I never stop, I'm still on it
I make it count, I'm livin' in my last days

[Verse 2]
Turn the crib in the hills to a hoe house
Stipulations, get outta LA
Ronald Reagan, we opened a case
Bound to shoot the bitch all in his face
Hood nigga gon' die inna A
Ran it up thug, amazin' my grace
Bat it up, I dress up in Bape
Get them racks, put it all in a safe
I'm protected ridin' 'round with that K
Ran it up, get money, stack 'til it's stormin'
These hoes ain't shit, these niggas shiesty, won't be saved
You'll pay that price if you try, you won't come out with nothin'
It ain't 'bout money, I'm just goin' through a phase
Came up, it don't make it no better
Rockstar, equal to heavy metal
Young nigga, I be runnin' wit' steppers
All shooters, we can do it where ever
How you wanna do it, ain't no way we can settle
Keep the Ruger, yea it's wrong but for better
She a chooser, I be wrong if I bet her
She get the money, labeled round a trendsetter
If I die, money put to the side
She spray synthetic all on top of the letter
Slide together, I be pushin' the peddle
The streets cold, I don't want them together
Very selfish, bet not say that I'm bitter
Stayin' cold, it ain't makin' me better
Heart froze, I ain't thinkin' too clever
When the opps out of place, in the grave where we sit 'em