YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Pick from Pain Lyrics


[Intro]

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Verse 1]

Huh, ball, lil’ nigga, tell me what the bank says

And I think that the Rollie gon’ hit harder with the gold face

If shawty bad, she don’t need no man, then she OK

I’m on his ass, bullets comin’ fast if he owe me

I’m on it (Top), I seek it, you got it (Got), beat it

She gon’ heal my soul, bleed on the beat

We can’t hide it, we been slangin’ iron in the streets

With my niggas dyin’ ’bout me, screamin’ murder, throwin’ them B’s

I took it to another level, follow, you breathe

I’m hurtin’ on another level, this is all on me

Shawty, right before the night fall a hold on me

Soon as the lights down, don’t sleep

Me and my niggas lookin’ for the scene

[Chorus]

Who want it? Fuck who makin’ more money

Run it up, but it ain’t help nothin’, no

If I ain’t with my brothers then I’m all on my own

I was runnin’ from the pain and I’m the one who they chose

This shit ain’t ever make me change, I’m a rider

Grew up with them shottas

Go shoppin’ and we spendin’ every dollar

He tryna text my mains, we gon’ rob him

I know they ain’t forgot none

We from the nawf, only thing not the same, that money higher

[Verse 2]

She don’t need a nigga, leave a nigga, run off with that bag

He won’t hurt a nigga, leave a nigga, hit him with that MAC

Her intentions was to leave a nigga, try to do me bad

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You can run off with materialistics, but not with these bands

Ho leave bands, I’ma hit with that chopper his ass

Dirty money, we clean ’em with rags

Took the air, conceal ’em in bags

I don’t hear money talkin’, too much mouthin’ out my pants

I just want them bundles of blue hundreds in my pants

Got my Glock out, nigga, like

[Chorus]

Who want it? Fuck who makin’ more money

Run it up, but it ain’t help nothin’, no

If I ain’t with my brothers then I’m all on my own

I was runnin’ from the pain and I’m the one who they chose

This shit ain’t ever make me change, I’m a rider

Grew up with them shottas

Go shoppin’ and we spendin’ every dollar

He tryna text my mains, we gon’ rob him

I know they ain’t forgot none

We from the nawf, only thing not the same, that money higher