Out My Mind

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Compositor: YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

Nigga said it's my fault, man (mm)
Come on man, you got me? You got me? You got me?
Hold on, mm
Uh, free Lil Meechy, baby (Mm), huh?
Look (Ayo Bleu)
Lil Top, nigga, mm (ooh)
Ridin' 'round in a drop-top with a stolen Glock (who is you, nigga?)
Mm, huh (don't come close)
Searchin' for my opps
Hold on, hold on

I got my green mask on, time to get active, what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
I'm standin' down, bitch, I get down, I got that shit from my mammy (oh, ooh)
I keep that pistol on me, bitch, you run up on me, I'll stamp ya
Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid lil' antics (yeah)
Hold on, Jason, man, I'm fucked up, I'm out my mind (baow, baow, baow, baow)
I got my wife inside this bitch, Dej in this bitch, she got that iron (mm)
I'm feelin' lesser than a man, call Jaz, she cum, can't get no time (time)
I heard these niggas want my fame and name, I put the bitch in line

So many kids and how you think that I feel? (Yeah) I'm tryna tell you it real
I ain't got no money to give, bitch, I'm hustlin' for real (oh)
Hold on, nigga, I told you that you better slow down (oh)
'Fore I send my cousin Skully for to bust your fuckin' dome down
All night, I'm hustlin', I done came from nothin', oh, yeah
All them bitches stuntin' and I put diamonds from their heads and legs
Million dollars inside my closet, big. 45, come play with that
Come inside and I'm out the window and she pop outside my bed

I got my green mask on, time to get active, what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
I'm standin' down, bitch, I get down, I got that shit from my mammy
I keep that pistol on me, bitch, you run up on me, I'll stamp ya
Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid lil' antics (woah)

Private talk with who run the dark, you don't wan' play with me (don't play with me)
We leave you dead in front your house, this shit ain't safe for me (this shit ain't safe at all)
Mama, I think that my soul gone (oh-woah-woah)
Oh, I'm tryna smoke the bitch who spoke on me

Oh, yeah, nigga
I'm tryna leave a nigga (yeah)
Hold on, I'ma watch how I talk, man (I'm tryna smoke the bitch who spoke on me, oh, yeah)
Huh, I told him, oh, yeah, yeah
It's Lil Top, nigga, oh, yeah
Ayy, what you on, foe? How you livin', nigga?
I hope you gettin' it
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Yeah, you know I made it where I'm at today
I ain't gave a fuck 'bout what none of these niggas say, get at me

Hold on, I got my green mask on, time to get active, what's happenin'?
I'm standin' down, bitch, I get down, I got that shit from my mammy
I keep that pistol on me, bitch, you run up on me, I'll stamp ya
Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid lil' antics
Hold on, Jason, man, I'm fucked up, I'm out my mind
I got my wife inside this bitch, Dej in this bitch, she got that iron
I'm feelin' lesser than a man, call Jaz, she cum, can't get no time
I heard these niggas want my fame and name, I put the bitch in line (ah)

It's Slimeto, nigga
Lil Top, Big Velveeta, ayy
Call me whatever you want, just don't call me a ho, don't call me a broke, you know I'll
Nigga, I can't talk too much, let that shit go
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