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Youngboy Never Broke Again - On My Level Lyrics

On My Level Lyrics[Intro]
Who made this shit?
TayTay made the beat

[Chorus]
I was on my level, when I came in, I wish a nigga would threw
He run up, I up and bang him
Brought my styrofoam full of mud
Cuttin' up, nigga, I ain't drunk, I'm just bucked up
Nigga what?
Nigga is you dumb? Is you fucked up?
All that lame ass shit gon' get you fucked up
(Yeah, yeah)
Make my youngin wait outside to get you bust up with them dirty pistols
Walk out, then they murked that nigga
This that Murda Gang
First it's me, then it's Meech, then it's Yungin, murder train

[Verse 1]
Catch that boy
Watchin' what his live saying
Punt that boy back to the north
Reef he do, crack, Raising Cane's
Hold on
Tucked inside my pants, I got that major pain
Uh, uh
Dog food, blow out veins (Let's go), yeah
Nostril slain on flames
Okay
Hop out, bust, then aim (Nigga, baow)
Aimin' to my chain (No way)
Load up, soon as we find the place
Spin, somеbody gon' die today
Bah, bah, bah, bah
7.62
Bang from the truck, first sound go boom
Up close to thе leg, like bitch don't move
Bust one to the head, then your whole world doomed (Doomed)
24K, BFN, 4 Lick
Keep 2-3 all on my shoes
YoungBoy, AI stay with red eye, and I put shit on the news
Dead guy
Tote .40s, keep me from falling, no I cannot lose
Bedside, alone just like the devil late night singin' blues
Head hot, told that bitch "I don't just want you come by two's"
Red dot, wave it across his head, he take me for a fool
Can't go right now, plus I'm full of dope right now
And your hoe she know I'm slime
I won't even acknowledge her
My name gon' get your follows up
That's why bloggers, blogging us
Why rappers plan on offin' us (Mhm)
Fuck it, in that cutlass with a paintbrush

[Chorus]
I was on my level when I came in, I wish a nigga would threw
He run up, I up and bang him
Brought my styrofoam full of mud
Cuttin' up, nigga, I ain't drunk, I'm just bucked up
Nigga what?
Nigga is you dumb? Is you fucked up?
All that lame ass shit gon' get you fucked up
Made my youngin wait outside to get you bust up (Wait), with them dirty pistols
Walk out, then they murked that nigga
This that Murda Gang
First it's me, then it’s Meech, then it’s Yungin, murder train

[Outro]
In that Cutlass with a paintbrush, duckin' from the feds
Hold on, slimey ass nigga get you slide off with that led (Yeah)
Dope up in my lungs
Flash out get mad and whoop your head (Fuck 'em, yeah)
This a Jake Long stick
This bitch let out fire when I spray it (Okay) (Yeah)