Youngboy Never Broke Again Finest Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, JB, you sauced up)
Huh, huh
Look, go

[Verse 1]
I say, God, who am I?
Prayin' to the sky
I'm anxious and I'm desperate, I be wishin' that I cry
Tired of situations, I be wishin' that I die
"Top, why you keep complainin'?" You'll forever be my child
Livin' wild, Father, this is not how I was raised up
Opps wanna frame us, DA wanna hang us
I'm sorry for my thoughts and actions that ain't to your likin'
Man, I'm scarred, this ain't no facades, I don't really like me
I don't know who I could run to
I don't know where I could run and hide
Your intentions'll get you dead, I feel alive
Gangsters approachin', look what this come to
They tellin' me I'm that guy, while off inside I'm still holdin' all the feelings of a child
[Chorus]
Thuggin' at its finest, murder at a all time high
Hustlin' at its finest, all my life, I've been tryna get it right
I don't need you up and leavin' me, I need you here oh, I
Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am
Runnin' from my birthplace
Lord, it been a earthquake
Trust in my fire, oh, I been needin' some peace
Can you say when it's on the way?

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, bae, you love me? Can you f*ck me like you do?
Huh? My job got us fussin'
I've been hustlin' all for you
I done got up in some trouble, but can't tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did
I don't give a f*ck, I speak the truth
I'll take my stick, blow out the roof
I made a T-top out the coupe
From KD car to a Bentley [Verse 2]
I don't trip, they laughin' at my pain
I worry God as I'm sinnin'
Scary-bitch, look at my chain
They swear to God that I'm winnin', but I've been losin' and paranoid
Might be my boy tryna get me
Stuck in prison, f*ck this system
Snortin' ice inside my nose, 'til I noticed that I'm trippin'
I'm the one who got control
Bitch, I made me eight million whole time that I was down
I don't give a f*ck about no money, might still catch me with a frown
Might still catch me with my white Glock
I'm in Ogden on a white block with the Treces even though I f*ck with Southside
Grandma passed away, saw her on FaceTime that night, that mornin', she died
Tell me when it's comin', I've been waitin', five
I know you hear me
[Chorus]
Thuggin' at its finest, murder at a all time high
Hustlin' at its finest, all my life, I've been tryna get it right
I don't need you up and leavin' me, I need you here oh, I
Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am
Runnin' from my birthplace
Lord, it been a earthquake
Trust in my fire, oh, I been needin' some peace
Can you say when it's on the way?

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, bae, you love me? Can you f*ck me like you do?
Huh? My job got us fussin'
I've been hustlin' all for you
I done got up in some trouble, but can't tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did
I don't give a f*ck, I speak the truth
I'll take my stick, blow out the roof
I made a T-top out the coupe
From KD car to a Bentley

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