Correction Paroles Doin’ Bad par YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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(Look out, Veno)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
(Mama know who Cub$kout is)

Post up in that Nawf with sticks with opps like f**k the law, huh
Youngin' take the hit, soon as he blitz I ride 'em off, uh
Ain’t no need to question me 'bout sh*t, I cannot talk
Boy, I’m so in love with these diamonds, I don’t wan' take 'em off
That’s a new McLaren, that’s a new Rolls Royce, Range Rover
That’s a new drop for my mans, I [?] all night, we gon' leave a stain on 'em
Bullets trip behind my mans, I just can’t let 'em deal with this pain only
Die, at the top, I stand and ain’t got sh*t for those who changed on me
Two mill' for to go invest, plus two mill' up in rеal estate
Hundred thousand dollars I just spеnt for to put a bigger bezel on another frame
‘Nother b*t*h, I just gave her pa**, after doin' bad, say she wan' change

She don’t know me, but she know inside that I deserve a chance
No I don’t wan' take it slowly, been doin' this for too long
Couldn’t have a chance to show that I’m a man
Insecure, I’m like how any woman gon' take me serious?
I’m paranoid, got the [?] wanna see me sentenced, real [?]
Keep a glizzy while stayin' on top my pivot, my heart so scarred
Mind poisoned, all I think negativity, brain full of losses
Do the dash like it’s a vet while I’m inside the Wraith
Woke up, mindset on a check, that money gon' rise today
Let’s keep it real, young n***a got M's inside the bank
With another seven figures times five to hide my pain
in my Rollie, tryna take it slowly, uh-huh
Oh, you don’t know me? But can you hold me? Oh yeah
I’m feelin' like the streets takin' me slowly
Off with my head, these n***as want me dead

My youngin's post up in that Nawf, they serious
They white chalkin' out, they ain’t worried 'bout no negativity
I got vultures and snakes
No big dog, ain’t tryna f**kin' hear it, yeah, we walk with them Dracs
I make 'em stalk 'fore they get the blessing, get to pa**in' out K's
And I’m up in these streets
But I’m up in my bag, I know that you last, I know that you sad (No I don’t wan' take it slowly)
You ain’t gotta be sorry, I knew you wasn’t for me
That’s what a young n***a stay up in his bag
And I can’t lie, I like any woman who take me serious
You crossed his block, we knock yo' top
That’s straight up, point blank [?]
We then n***as that’s runnin' from the Narcs so we ain’t tryna hear it
And n***a, you ain’t never tote no mop, so I can’t f**kin' fear ya
Ole b*t*h a** n***a
She don’t know me, but she know inside that I deserve a chance
No I don’t wan' take it slowly, been doin' this for too long
Couldn’t have a chance to show that I’m a man

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