YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Change Partners lyrics

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Change Partners lyrics

Ugh, hold up, federal federal Trials part two I got trials and tribulations that I'm facing Laws tryna tie us in on some cases To that money n***a I be speed racing If it's a problem then we handle altercations I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it We gon' stash and count it up at the location Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that's them Hatians A lot of allegations, we some fed babies I be runnin' through that money like I'm crazy My money blue so you know Ben on all the faces I got them choppers, them dracos, no three-eighties Pay up the lawyer, he gon' throw out all them cases Pop a perc and sip on Tech, that's just to chase it I'm riding 'round serving these patients, gotta take care of my babies Got 12 tryna tie me in this sh**, they wanna cage me I remember these n***as was hatin' Tryna show love now, you can save it sh** hit so hard you think these diamonds here fugazi One minute she love me then she don't, this b**h so maybe If it's pressure let me know, then we'll be on it My n***as donuts, give it to you, you don't want it Every diamond on me water like Pisces Tats all in my face, Mike Tyson If I go fed my b**h is gon' write me Pack in, got me striking like lightning Trap jumping, I'm rolling like dices My n***as terrorists, guns like ISIS n***a be throwing them crosses like Christ's In the foreign, do the dash like hyphen I got trials and tribulations that I'm facing Laws tryna tie us in on some case To that money n***a I be speed racing If it's a problem then we handle altercations I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it We gon' stash and count it up at the location Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that's them Hatians A lot of allegations, we some fed babies I got two bricks up out of Houston, they was fifty thousand f**ed up the profit and came back, I just made twenty thousand I'm on the way out to Atlanta, riding with them choppers My youngins bang the whole eight hours, they was ridin' behind me Fifty plus fifty, that's a hundred thousand Feds on my trail, know that they watchin' Bread gang, n***a fly like a pilot Money f**ed up so you know you can't copy f** the police, yeah you know we ain't stoppin' n***a pull up and you know we gon' pop it Bag after bag, n***a know that we drop it Body after body, they say the driver Make a location, I hope that I make it Collateral damage, I hope they don't take it Thirty shot Glock and it don't got no safety Under investigation, fed baby I only got money for the family Don't like to spread, you know I ain't cappin' f** n***as be actin', catch 'em shoot a movie Yeah you knowin' we ain't sparin' 'em Tryna text me for the pack, you know that we gon' jack 'em I get that backend from that show and then you know I stack it Don't f** with weed, I call three three up just for him to bag it I like the beef, I straight want smoke, you know we love that static I got trials and tribulations that I'm facing Laws tryna tie us in on some case To that money n***a I be speed racing If it's a problem then we handle altercations I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it We gon' stash and count it up at the location Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that's them Hatians A lot of allegations, we some fed babies Fed babies (fed babies) Fed babies (fed babies) Fed babies (fed babies) A lot of allegations, we some fed babies