YoungBoy Never Broke Again Tears Of War Lyrics

Lemme scam you talking murder my life been at the ends
Pull ‘em all by myself in a brand new benz
(new benz)

It’s Top **

Praying to Mahalo finally caught the b**** faith
It ain’t much that I can say I been thinkin’ ‘bout Vay
Same b**** back in the day I ain’t got that much taste Pray to see me on the lights I’m ‘bout to buy me a Wraith
Don’t even give a comma thought I had to clear out my safe
Real ** playin’ ball they f**k with 4K Tray
Catch you goin’ inside the tunnel better watch what you say
Long legs I leave you dead, then I miss training one day
Know Miss Tina ‘prolly sayin this piece of shit was my daughter I wasn’t on yet cause I know
that prolly soon I’ll be slaughtered

Biggest next from outta Florida
I ain’t never record her
Knew that Stunna never loved him he should have listened to Carter
Who won’t do something with the fire, they know I pushed it in order
Try once too many times we tear your shirt up with forties
Might as well f**k around than my new b****’s new lawyer
Have a baby with this new chick I’m just thinking about Coyle
Pitbull tiger stripes you ain’t foolin nobody
Please don’t touch your body that is not exotic
Go and tell em that I’m lyin’ I got nineteen bodies
Damn my wife just seen me cryin’, my life too erotic
My life too erotic

I’m a respected gangster I don’t want your b****
They don’t respect a gangster like it don’t exist
Blame my Uncle Jay he who turned me to this
Victim of my ways, ain’t no turnin’ from this
Blow all my straps several ways ain’t no runnin from this
Put my brothers in the grave knew it comin’ to this
Dirty motherf**ker comin every chip
Prayin’ for my grave I’ve been taking every risk
Ejection in my arms the final f**king stick
I’m too up **
Then I’m f**ked
Don’t nobody got no love

To all the flames in the streets they die
At least they still ‘gon see me shine My god
Why someone wants to leave me why oh why
Confessing that they read my mind
I wish they could read my mind
My god, I’m scarred I cry tattoo tears, oh woah
I’m off triple wock
Stick it in a stolen car

Load up then I shoot at boys
F**k ‘em I don’t know them ** Rise inside a Maybach writing music I’ma show you **
Heard him cryin in my face, now I got to show a **
If you die today, gotta make sure I throw Tay a million
Richer ain’t the greatest feelin’
Still battlin’ with the system
Sounds gay because my nails I took your hoe I know the feeling
Made it to the cross Jesus
Stepping in my f**king Yeezy’s
Praying inside a Claren, you ever said I’m lyin? they won’t believe me
Hunting on my land I’m just praying the law won’t see me

Shook back after every f**king loss
Still I can’t compare to Ross
F**king explain how I was raised ** I’m just stickin’ to what I was taught
Pussy ass **
F**k you

Banging at you b****es ‘till your head fall off
Claiming that you rich until the feds expose all y’all
Served it then I sticked it BB G said all of y’all?
Locked me out the door, but I can hear y’all ** all off
Sippin’ then I’m laughin’ till I hear that choppa sound off

Five million dollars but everybody on my roll call
Seventy-thousand dollars missin’ stolen by my road dog
Boozilla should I zip the b**** first he was your road dog
I ain’t lying to my wife, she ain’t tried me, I took her clothes off
She wanna know I love her, but cost her because my soul gone
I begged her for the move when I told her I’m getting rode on
I’m addicted like my cousin Meechie, I get my roll on
All these f**king cars can’t drive, I keep my feelings disguised
Scared to vent to Yaya, but I can talk to my guys
Florida gangsta, he’s the only reason I stopped trying
We post all be aligned, I keep my head in the sky

Last night I cried tears of war
Murdered you b****es I deserve this
Working for a murderer I know security heard this
They a dawg
Yea It’s the day I told my wife they’ll do me dirty
F**k it
They ‘gon do me dirty
Bitch
I ain’t scared to bleed F**k ‘em and they statements all these things I’ll achieve
Never satisfied I’m still living in my greed
Mansion in the sky planning murders with my brother B
My uncle always told me & claimed you gotta be
Pussy, **, run up on me No Quando love, put your ass six feet
Tryna get my love but my heart belong to the streets
Stolen by a girl I admit that I’m f**king weak
I’m f**king weak
Argue with Jason and it end with I love you
Argue with my brother prolly end with I’ma puck it
Last b**** from 3am with a scuffer
Want me for the change, but I’m caught up, and I’m thuggin’
F**k it
I don’t owe nobody nothing