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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Ain’t Easy Lyrics

[Intro]

Pipe that shit up, TnT

[Pre-Chorus]

Nigga, my fit on point, uh

Nigga, this whip okay

Hold on, calm down, YoungBoy

Make sure I’m straight on stage

I took the backwards route

Spent a hundred grand on K’s

Still at all out war ’bout gang

Fuck nigga, don’t throw no shade, uh

[Chorus]

I left the season to comeback with a reason

I ain’t say it was easy, yeah, ahh

I threw them beans in, my bro sold out, can’t see me

I could’ve left him bleedin’, yeah, ahh

[Verse 1]

Whipped out a Birkin bag and took out fifty, that’s her own, yeah

Hold on, slatt business, let me check the interest for that corner

I got hats pendin’, checks for all them youngins, they been on ’em

Bitch, it’s rack city, stack on top of stack and they gon’ stone him

I don’t think these niggas want no smoke, we be all with it

I can’t put no ho’ before my bro because they all sneaky

Out tweakin’, late night when we geekin’, we stuck on our pivot

I grab the mic, you make sure that I’m right just for this crowd see me

[Pre-Chorus]

Nigga, my fit on point, uh

Nigga, this whip okay

Hold on, calm down, YoungBoy

Make sure I’m straight on stage

I took the backwards route

Spent a hundred grand on K’s

Still at all out war ’bout gang

Fuck nigga, don’t throw no shade, uh

[Chorus]

I left the season to comeback with a reason

I ain’t say it was easy, yeah, ahh

I threw them beans in, my bro sold out, can’t see me

I could’ve left him bleedin’, yeah, ahh

[Verse 2]

I just put one up, he shoot, he scores

I just need get me a love to keep these hoes from front my door

I just took my ho back insides ’til they was gone, nigga, yeah, yeah

They gon’ hate on us until we gone, that what 10 said

I ain’t look at her, not once, just sang my song, nigga

Bought her a Rolex, got her a flight back, sent her home, yeah

She can’t get her a text back, post my next bitch, turn off the phone, yeah

Take out your phone and post my neck, bitch, focus on it, yeah

[Chorus]

I left the season to comeback with a reason

I ain’t say it was easy, yeah, ahh

I threw them beans in, my bro sold out, can’t see me

I could’ve left him bleedin’, yeah, ahh

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