Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Of Spades, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song 38 Baby 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Never Broke Again
Song language: English
Thug Of Spades |
I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own |
They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga |
Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong (I bet my last track probably gave you |
lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb) |
Now these niggas wan' see me gone |
It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga |
Nah, I ain’t trippin' on no bitch ass nigga |
Be done had a nigga in a six-pack get a shit-bag, nigga (Let's go) |
The judge wanna see me sit back |
But it’s probably 'cause his daughter wanna fuck with her lil' thick ass |
My rich ass don’t kiss ass |
I’m the definition of what these niggas can’t find |
Pistol packin', half the times dreamin' 'bout slangin' some iron |
Ayy, how you feelin'? |
I’m chasin' money, tryna catch up on time |
I ain’t never change, I’m still the same, I’ll put that Glock to your mind |
Bitch, we die to live |
Give a fuck 'bout no Grammy, long as my son grow to be real |
That heavy metal I’m rockin' out, bitch, I’m known to that keep that steel |
Since I was nine to this time, really done gave the jail too many years |
But I’m a young rich ass nigga |
Check how I floss, forever ball |
Paid for a Rolls, my son got Lambos and all |
I’m sorry, mama, I’ve been hurtin', I ain’t takin' time out to call |
Not even prayin', jump out the bed, I swear it’s hard to stand tall |
I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own |
They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga |
Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong |
Now these niggas wan' see me gone |
It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga |
Today in life, it ain’t nothin' like old days |
I say money made everything change |
Ayy, from my mans to my kids to myself |
I say he forever capitalize off pain |
Main nigga, big Rollie, big pistol |
Top shotta, don dada, fuckin' gravedigger |
We let them shots off at you and whoever came with you |
While I’m takin' off, equip my brothers, that’s a gang missile |
Stripes |
Nigga, I’m official, fuckin' a whistle, nigga |
Life |
They gon' have to give me, 'fore I let a nigga take mine, I’ma kill a hundred |
niggas |
They say I’m remindin' niggas of Pac |
Keep playin' around on that camera phone, they gon' find a nigga he shot |
Dead, they call that FaceTime, nigga |
Stay out the way, but I’ll shake your whole gang 'fore you shake mine, nigga |
Solo, pushin' the buggy in the store with the tool |
And I’m pullin' up Lamborghini, pickin' up my daughter from school |
We grew up fast paced, no big homies to show us the rules |
I be havin' bad days when I don’t want to take no photos, I’m rude |
Like move |
Ten times outta ten, if you ever see me, I be clutchin' |
I’ma let it slang and pray to God, show me forgiveness when he judge me |
I’ma try to aim that bitch between a nigga ears, he ever touch me |
Can’t trust a ho, even if these bitches really think they love me |
Long as you know, never let a pussy nigga give me nothin' |
Nowadays, a nigga really gettin' money, I remember back when |
I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own |
They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga |
Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong |
Now these niggas wan' see me gone |
It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga |
I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own |
They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga |
Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong |
Now these niggas wan' see me gone |
It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga |