[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
f*ck the industry, won’t let ‘em take me under
Take care of my family, all I ever wanted
Stack up my money, all I ever wanted
I don’t fit in with these n*ggas, I won’t change for nothing
f*ck up a pack, I know about it
Shoot out with that strap, I can tell you ‘bout it
Run up a check and I get around it
On that adding up that money and I’m steady countin’
[Verse 1: OG 3Three]
I go by 3Three, I’m the sickest OG doin’ something
Run the crazy sack, sh*t that’s all I wanted
Never leave my brother, sh*t we stand for something
Got to get this money, keep that on a hundred
n*ggas is your n*ggas ‘til they turn to b*tches
Watching in disguise, they just want the riches
We gotta stand for something even in our city
YB finally made it, he finna touch a ticket
Gang gang gang sh*t, that’s all we know
All we want is money man, f*ck these hoes
Running up that sack, sh*t that’s how that goes
Lil n*gga you can go, you better play your role
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
f*ck the industry, won’t let ‘em take me under
Take care of my family, all I ever wanted
Stack up my money, all I ever wanted
I don’t fit in with these n*ggas, I won’t change for nothing
f*ck up a pack, I know about it
Shoot out with that strap, I can tell you ‘bout it
Run up a check and I get around it
On that adding up that money and I’m steady countin’
[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I grew up Baton Rouge wit' no father figure
I been in the streets ever since that I was little
Ever since that I was young I wanted to be that n*gga
I watched my daddy beat my mama, I couldn’t even help
But you know I had to grow up sh*t, and now I’m older
n*gga better not play like that, I put that on Dave, I’ma fold him
Jumped off the porch, I got in beef for gun I was totin’
Ain’t had nobody for to save me, my own I could hold it
n*gga think he gon’ bring me, boy I doubt it
I’ma up get to shootin’, ain’t no ho inside me
Everything that I say, yeah I’m sure about it
n*gga diss, I won’t speak, I’ma see about it
Running, ducking from bullets, I know about it
n*ggas rapping ‘bout sh*t and ain’t riding ‘bout it
We up in the streets, we ain’t hiding ‘bout it
Yeah we up in the streets, we ain’t hiding ‘bout it
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
f*ck the industry, won’t let ‘em take me under
Take care of my family, all I ever wanted
Stack up my money, all I ever wanted
I don’t fit in with these n*ggas, I won’t change for nothing
f*ck up a pack, I know about it
Shoot out with that strap, I can tell you ‘bout it
Run up a check and I get around it
On that adding up that money and I’m steady countin’