Bad Morning (Demo) lyrics

by

YoungBoy Never Broke Again


[Intro)]
I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
On my soul

[Verse 1]
No, I can't teach n*gga sh*t I can make it out em'
I ain't need no tutor been advanced for the road
Doped up 2 or 3 tools goin' on shows
40 on my teeth and 200 for my pole
300 for my car extra sneakers for the longest
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 narcotics, with my life
Collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most high
n*gga showin' off got it took when he got it
n*gga ran off tell me what you do 'bout it
You don't know off the dome sh*t, can''t write
With the Glock 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

[Bridge]
Ridin' in the Maybach lеt's go 10 m's up n*gga let's go
He a dread hеad, mhmm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top of my mans but he still can't cope
[Chrous]
I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
Ridin' in the Maybach let's go 10 m's up n*gga let's go
He a dread head, mhmm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top of my mans but he still can't cope

[Outro]
No, I can't teach n*gga sh*t I can make it out em'
I ain't need no tutor been advanced for the road
Doped up 2 or 3 tools goin' on shows
40 on my teeth and 200 for my pole
300 for my car extra sneakers for the longest
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 narcotics, with my life
Collect these bodies, with your life send it to the most high
n*gga showin' off got it took when he got it
n*gga ran off tell me what you do 'bout it
You don't know off the dome sh*t, can't write
With the Glock when you see the kid on sight
Ridin' in the Maybach let's go 10 m's up n*gga let's go
He a dread head, mhmm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On 3 different drugs tryna take away my pain but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top of my mans but he still can't cope
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