Find Myself lyrics

by

YoungBoy Never Broke Again


[Intro]
(Dubba-AA flexin')
Oh, oh
(Ayo, that's Dre)
I can't go
I can't find myself
I can't go I can't find myself
(Louie Bandz made anotha one)

[Verse 1]
I need time for to cope, I can't find myself
Lost my mind on a boat, I been drippin' left, yeah
Let that money talk, bring them gunners out, oh
Climb from out a dirt pile, straight up out that Nawf
(This is the sound)
Gone off them xans and I'm workin'
I came from the bottom, upgraded to surfin'
Tell them they don't even know why
The sh*t that I'm feelin', I'm hurtin'
Movin' around like a chess board
Chasin' that money all day, it be urgent
Hitters ridin', I ain't worried I be lookin' out my curtains
This for my brother, I reach, yeah
Lay in my grave 'bout three, yeah
Knock off your top 'bout Tеn
b*tch, don't play with me
No pity, play for keeps
Admit that my judge been showin' me lovе
But shawty so scared to be on my side, I think she realized, no lie, I'm a thug
I got blue face hunnids, yeah
b*tches comin' tryna get to the money
Shoot the choppa all them n*ggas be runnin'
From the bottom, I came up out the dungeon
They might think I'm crazy, nah
Lil Top, I'm a grandma baby, ah
Make a sound with the drum and Lil Ten in the back
I'm gon' go hard and I won't stop
[Chorus]
I need money
I don't need no love, need no love
I go to shootin' at this club
They ain't runnin' up on us
Ain't nothin' can help me, I'm abusing drugs
These n*ggas ain't equal to us
I'll make 'em feel these slugs

[Verse 2]
Flex on that hoe, I'ma pull out my money
f*ck yo n*gga, like this ain't comin'
Still I ain't decide though, soon as he come out we slump 'em
You feelin' my feelings inside it your hand, mmm
I was thinking 'bout you while I'm locked in the can
I don't want you to go
4ktrey, I bang on him, I'm slime
Drop a bank on him
Hold on, act up while I'm up in my zone
He a lame ass n*gga, I can't with him
Go in public with cameras, with her, I could
Shawty solid to the bone she good
Rich n*gga f*ck that pain I'm good
I'm a real star throwin' up my hood (Let's go)
I take that b*tch to the store, buy her whatever she want
I ain't goin' out like no hoe
He could try, I insist he don't
Maybach, half a 'mil in the trunk
Turn up on these n*ggas and do it for Dump
He pus*y you know that I'll stretch him for Dump
Give a f*ck 'bout detectives, you know how I come
[Chorus]
I need money
I don't need no love, need no love
I go to shootin' at this club
They ain't runnin' up on us
Ain't nothin' can help me, I'm abusing drugs
These n*ggas ain't equal to us
I'll make 'em feel these slugs
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