Young Nudy – Never Lyrics | Official Audio

Lyrics Never – Young Nudy

Never goin’ back broke, nah, never
I ain’t never goin’ broke for no ho’, never
Forever, I’ma be rich, n**ga, forever, forever
You play with me, you dyin’, n**ga, whatever, whatever

You know it’s up with my gang, whatever
You know we got the guns on deck, n**ga, for whoever
You think you gangster ’round here, I’ma show you who special
Extra, I got money, n**ga, money ain’t pressure , yeah

I get to spendin’, n**ga, know I flex up, yeah
I show the hood that I ran my check up, flex
I pull up in the hood, n**ga, who next up, yeah
I get a n**ga hit up from the neck up, yeah

Okay I see they don’t like me, p**sy n**ga dare to try me
I’m gon’ up and I’m gon’ bust this s**t, it ain’t no fightin’
And your ho, she wanna catch me, I will never wifey
F**k her mouth, I likey, and you know this money, I likey
I be steppin’ on these n**gas with this check, these Nikes
And these n**gas say they hard, tell these n**gas to try me
I’ma put a n**ga on TV or he on IV

It don’t matter, n**ga, East Atlanta
Choppin’ down the red bandana, uh-huh
Everybody tote guns ’round here
We play with the hammer, uh-huh
And we in the kitchen whippin’ that Arm & Hammer, go dumb
If you want that money, then you get some extra, more crumbs

We just ran it up, now we got bread now , yeah
N**ga mention my name, he felt that lead now , yeah
Hit him in the head, not no leg, dawg, yeah
Only thing I felt was his family, dawg, yeah
They was cryin’ and s**t
I didn’t give a f**k ’bout that s**t, that’s real
I be in the hood getting money, I want a hunnid bills
In the trap, I just made a milli, do you know how it feel
Ha, broke ass n**ga

Never goin’ back broke, nah, never
I ain’t never goin’ broke for no ho’, never
Forever, I’ma be rich, n**ga, forever, forever
You play with me, you dyin’, n**ga, whatever, whatever

You know it’s up with my gang, whatever
You know we got the guns on deck, n**ga, for whoever
You think you gangster ’round here, I’ma show you who special
Extra, I got money, n**ga, money ain’t pressure

N**ga sending shots at me, damn, you on the internet
N**ga want some smoke with me, n**ga, you know where I’m at
I’m in the hood every day, I don’t know where you at
I done rolled through your hood, too, ain’t never seened you, jit
Y’all n**gas just be talkin’ like b**ches, I know where you at
You be stayin’ at your momma’s house, damn, you broke like that
I can never stare at my momma house, I ain’t never like that
Came a long way from momma house, I ranned up a stack

And don’t get it twisted or confused, I’m gon’ get these blues
If I didn’t have this rap money, that right there is true
Everybody know ’bout Slime, what he do Pack them tools
Ski mask, whole gang, kick your door, act a fool

And you know he loaded with this money, I don’t know what you do
N**ga know I came from nothin’, n**ga, I can’t speak for you
You’s a broke ass and a bum, n**ga, damn, fool
Jackass n**ga wanna be like me, that s**t ain’t cool
Issa only one of me, you b**сhes is a wannabe
And, you know, I am the one and only straight from PDE
Slime Ball, n**ga, I’m the king, better ask ’bout me
Top of the ‘partment, hold it down for this C-T-B

Never goin’ back broke, nah, never
I ain’t never goin’ broke for no ho’, never
Forever, I’ma be rich, n**ga, forever, forever
You play with me, you dyin’, n**ga, whatever, whatever

You know it’s up with my gang, whatever
You know we got the guns on deck, n**ga, for whoever
You think you gangster ’round here, I’ma show you who special
Extra, I got money, n**ga, money ain’t pressure…

➤ Written by COUPE & Young Nudy
Album: Nudy Land 2
Produced by COUPE
Young Nudy | 2020

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