YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Jamaican Talk lyrics

Diamonds they shinin' inside of my mouth, I smile I blind ya I come from the north with them ni**as who 'bout it you play they gone pop ya Police try hang us like pinatas Everything up ain''t no average party with models Ain't no pussy up in who, he gon rock out He got a bracelet on his leg still housed with shottas And i'm so fly you think I flew, we gone' pop out I go to talking like jamaicans connected with them haitians ohh i Oh my dredren them pussy boys dont want it waa gwaan You pussy boy, ya' bomboclaat inform it what we pop one Ohh, im a real Don Dada that 40 mop sum I killed every ni**a that ever played except one, thе b*tch could run Shoot and slump him from the car Ain’t got nobody to say sorry to but my God And b*tch I’m still that same ni**a in a cop car In central booking scrеaming out I came thru' swerving ni**a put me in my cell with my bond That dope was soft I made it hard ni**a ask Von ,and i won't never see my ni**a again 'till im 41 I’m thanking God Was playing bumper cars with both of my sons Toys from Walmart, Draco hollerin' Hulk Smash, you know he dumb, lets go I visit Grandma grave for to, let go of my pain None of my boys grew up in a house with me after all I do feel shame AI my name After everything, God know I won’t be a man My baby mamas they play games they lucky I can't buss they brains And thats on Dump ni**a, cause ain’t no love in my heart All this sh*t'd a make another ni**a fold but I ain’t change from the start I could hit the b*tch from up the street You know im actin' with darts War wounds in my head and even my feet put your life inside ain't no court Ain't no pussy up in who, we gon rock out He got a bracelet on his leg, It's house with shottas And i'm so fly you think I flew, we gon' pop out I go to talking like jamaicans connected with them haitians ohh i Ann archana ala mishkila And i’m stuck up and alone, all day i’m dreaming Got mob idols in my head, thinking like a demon If the pussy b*tch ain’t dead, that mean i ain’t seen him I’ma let him talk to god I go far, this ain’t no facade Don’t tell draco, kamari, or kacey no stories with me and war Cause daddy gotta talk to the man above who control all our hearts And daddy been suffering from all this pain but he remain a star I ain’t got to talk about the money that ima leave, buts it’s a lot It’s sum like playin stack, and growing cities is somewhere to make a spot I’m just talking from the heart, you can excuse me now And when i’m gone, just know I ain’t gone I’m on side you slime Ain't no pussy up in who, he gon rock out He got a bracelet on his leg its house with shottas And im so fly you think i flew we gon pop out I go to talking like jamaicans connected with them haitians ohh