YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Up In Blood lyrics

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Up In Blood lyrics

[Chorus] d**h before dishonor put my trust up in these slugs No trust, no love Say b**h I get it up in blood Tell me when did I go wrong, where did I go wrong? We just wanted to get on b**h I get it up in blood I got so many n***as gone, so many comin' home For my team I put on b**h I get it up in blood n***a Say b**h I get it up in blood I get it up in blood [NBA Youngboy Verse 1] These n***as be hatin' tryna f** my name up I been gettin' it in tryna get my bread up Can't trust nobody, can't let'em get me caught up Get up in my way he gone get his head busted Bop yo head to my music but don't feel my pain sh** too deep you'll never understand Same ole sh** seem like it don't change Some p**y a** n***as get hit with that flame No i can't step I'm still learning the game Ride through my city and I'm strapped with that thang I gotta stay focus I'm only 16, prefect my crowd pursuing my dreams In the life of a Menace I go by the name youngboy Call the shots cause I'm over that gang She looked in my face and was tellin' them lies Got deno to set that hoe car up in flames Just cause he my cousin I ain't let him slide Shoot his ma house up since he think that I'm playin' My and P steal a truck fill that b**h up with gas shoot out of time and come up on that bag We gone take everything since he want a taste [Chorus] d**h before dishonor put my trust up in these slugs No trust, no love Say b**h I get it up in blood Tell me when did I go wrong, where did I go wrong? We just wanted to get on b**h I get it up in blood I got so many n***as gone, so many comin' home For my team I put on b**h I get it up in blood n***a Say b**h I get it up in blood I get it up in blood [Boosie Badazz Verse] Murder, terrorizing, that's all they understand Enemies, memories I got some bloody hands Son of a hitter, cold n***a with some cold ways My court days, rest in peace to all my throwaways I sit and smile like f** them n***as on my johnson days Straight disrespect, what you expect they suppose to lay I know these n***as don't love me so why should I trust them? These n***as they bustas, I put em' in ditches I put em' on crutches, slanging them cutters I done lost too many n***as, took too many losses He wasn't bout busting his trigger, took the boss of bosses Got caught by the boss, if you slippin' it may cost ya' Jeepers creepers in these waters, best leave home with your revolver I hope yo people got extensions cause them boys got shooters It's bout who catch the other slippin it's not bout choppers and rugers I pray I come home to Kinnie It's me, Youngboy and that llama Been a young boy bout that drama Thuggin d**h fo' dishonor BOSS MAYNE [Chorus] d**h before dishonor put my trust up in these slugs No trust, no love Say b**h I get it up in blood Tell me when did I go wrong, where did I go wrong? We just wanted to get on b**h I get it up in blood I got so many n***as gone, so many comin' home For my team I put on b**h I get it up in blood n***a Say b**h I get it up in blood I get it up in blood

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