Youngboy Never Broke Again - Bad Morning [Clean]
Clean Version Of Bad Morning By Youngboy Never Broke Again
Lyrics:
[Intro]
(I need to talk to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flex)
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
[Chorus]
I can't quit at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros (This is the sound)
[Post-Chorus]
Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him **** in front that store
On three different **** tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope
[Verse 1]
On the highway, out the window, do somethin'
Need it my way, bam, bam, **** somethin'
He a head hunter rude boy, trust nothin'
She got a nice round bum, but can't paint her nails
Do a hit real sick, it be cold the whole summer
I can't figure how she comin', I'ma give her to my mama
Any minute, I'ma cut a ****, knowin' I'ma slime him
Everything goin' bad, you can trust him, still time him
*** steady rappin', we be ***
Sound of the *** goin' *** when it hit
Sound of the ****, real loud when it's lit
Still let a *** with a *** in the midst
Black card, I'm it
Don't pick **** if you try one trick
Right ****, but she say, "Wrong"
Young rich ****, he done took a wrong
****, can't shake back, no
Harbor freight, get the **** from the store
White trace, that's a whole lotta snow
Ridin' by my Kirk with a ****
With a young *****, she don't want me, it's vivid
But I don't need her hand when I'm runnin' up Benji's
Real deal business, this real **** business
Really spill those, in the trenches
Real slime, that was my partner for a minute
*** from my brother when them *** got up in it
Dodgin' *** in the car when them *** sent the men
All praise to Allah, one was **** in less than sixty
We gon' *** 'em for real, leave 'em *** if he miss
**** aim when you shot at them,
I'ma foreign my engine, take lots of ****
Why they cookin' 'em rocks? Die protectin' that body
Through the house, the aroma, it cover the closet
I don't say that ain't it, but I still wan' cop it
I'ma flood out this **** to whoever come cash
Police ran in this ****, no one say nothin' about it
I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take with my life
Collect these **** with your life, send it to the Most Highest
**** showin' off, got it took when he got it
**** ran off, tell me what you doin' 'bout it?
You don't know off the dome ****, can't write
With the **** when you see the kid, on sight
Brother started playin' 'round with tension, got focused
Got another pack rolled up, he gon' smoke it
Ten grand, twenty grand, all night scope
We're up all day ****, we're up all day slow
[Chorus]
I can't quit at all, at all
I ain't hurt at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros
[Post-Chorus]
Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him **** in front that store
On three different **** tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope
[Verse 2]
Herm steady talkin' 'bout, "Top, just let me, no
I can't teach a ****, I can make it out him
I ain't need no tutor, been advanced for the road
**** up, two or three ****, doin' shows
Forty on my teeth and two hundred for my ****
Three hundred for my car, extra sneeze for the nose
I be runnin' to the money soon as it reach my phone
I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take **** with my life
Collect these **** with your life, send it to the Most Highest
**** showin' off, got it took when he got it
**** ran off, tell me what you doin' 'bout it?
You don't know off the dome ****, can't write
With the **** when you see the kid, on sight
[Chorus]
I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros
[Post-Chorus]
Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him **** in front that store (This is the sound)
On three different **** tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope