Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Off Season, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song Top, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Never Broke Again
Song language: English
Off Season |
Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane |
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing |
Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon' run this game |
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came |
Sittin' up inside of the court hopin' not to be judged by half of the choices I |
made |
Ridin' in a double-R, drank in my cup, intentions aimed to kill all my pain |
I’m runnin' with killers, I’m with 'em, you diss 'em then know to reclaim |
Came from the bottom, ran it up and I ain’t changed |
Go tell them niggas I don’t owe them shit |
Ran off like assassin |
Got a hundred different ways for a nigga get rich |
Tryna stay on that, my mind bent |
Did a jail bid, where my time went |
Did a jail bid, where my time went |
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent |
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent |
Hundred thou' inside of my Amiris |
Dirty money spent on Prada I ain’t proud of |
Clean lean make a dirty bottle |
Solitaires lay around the collar |
In the streets, you just another body |
Casket real bright, but it’s dark in it |
Future real bright, but it’s war in it |
Real born killers that was taught in it |
Thinkin' 'bout givin' my Maybach up, startin' to feel too regular |
Young nigga walkin' with that fentanyl |
Get out of line, we stretchin' you |
Hatin'-ass niggas ain’t keepin' up |
I ain’t spendin' nothin', still flexin' |
Still ridin' 'round in a foreign car |
Plenty of hoes, big mansion |
Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane |
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing |
Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon' run this game |
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came |
Say you wan' chill, so I let you come kick it |
Blood everywhere 'cause this real-deal business |
Guns everywhere and I’m real-deal billin' |
Ten-thousand dollar 'fit, ridin' in a Honda Civic |
She ain’t know what to do, she had asked me to pick it |
Bought her everything, it was nothin' 'pecific |
If you get distracted, if you lack on a mission |
Won’t ever do that, I’m on top of my pivot |
I’ma show you the value of love |
But on top of that, that Patek gold value is plain |
I feel like this metal protecting my life |
It’s gon' block that static that’s all in the rain |
Hope money ain’t got you playin' games |
What’s real ain’t gon' never change |
Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane |
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing |
Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon' run this game |
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came |