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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Last One Go To War Lyrics

Last One (Go to War) Lyrics[Intro]
(June, you’re a genius)

[Verse 1]
I got the world on my back, I just protect it with some body armor
With a stick that I just bought from out my section, with a body on it
How you beefin’ with a nigga when yo’momma stay right ‘round the corner?
I’m tendin’ to this mic, I take his life if he run up on me
Instagram, I’m peepin’ shit that they say
Nigga broke, ain't got no money, wanna smoke all day
And I be rollin’ round they minds, thinkin’ bout shit that they say
The same niggas crossed that line, ain't got shit ‘till this day
I done ran it up up on ‘em, brand new Benz sittin’ in the lot
Quarter million car parked on the block, they thinkin’ thats it’s chopped
Ten bands, twenty bands, you had it
But what happened? Bitch, you flopped
I don’t wanna be yo’ helpin’ hand, so now you wan’ knock off my top, but damn (Woah)

[Chorus]
Times changed, so now you wanderin’ the skies
I see the pain all in yo’ eyes, most of the time you don’t smile
Spend a hundred bands up on a car that I won’t give to my dawg
It ain’t no hatred, I just played, so we all grown, ain’t no child

[Verse 2]
Them niggas broke, how the fuck are we gon’ to go to war?
You ain't seen the shit that I done saw
You ain’t never shot up out that car
I done stuck so many niggas up, I swear and put that on God
Nigga ain't never take nun from me
Fuck you mean? I always played my part
Same ones who’s hustlin’ from the start
Had a pack, but never sold no drugs
I done sold over a quarter brick, lil bitch, now tell me where you was?
On Rosevelt for some apartments
Needles and spoons inside the tub
I go buy Cici’s Pizza for my smokers just to show some love (Believe that)
Von leave and come back to the trap with a gun in his hand
Shakeback, he knockin at the do’, he all in the front side man
Wouldn’t of did it, but shit, I did it
You don’t feel what I’m sayin’
Felt like fuck em, J-Boy told me he won’t cut off my hand
I gave it to ‘em (Woah)

[Chorus]
Times changed, so now you wanderin’ the skies
I see the pain all in yo’ eyes, most of the time you don’t smile
Spend a hundred bands up on a car that I won’t give to my dawg
It ain’t no hatred, I just played, so we all grown, ain’t no child