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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Deep Down Lyrics
Lyrics Deep Down – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Oh, they want my soul, I got my pole
I let it go, and ..
I bring my pistol where I go
Oh, oh, oh
Deep, deep down in the waters where I was raised
Ayy, you probably find the gun we knock your mans off with it
Choppers and alligators turn you to sandwiches
They eat you up ’round this b!tch, Amen
Ooh, hallelujah
I wait for them to run up on me, try to take it, I’ll shoot ya
F**k the .. ‘jects, n**ga
New .. h0es up in it
These n**gas ain’t play at all
Rap n**gas, they just bored from pimpin’
I just mind my business
Keep it kickin’, or, I’ll kill you
N**gas just don’t know I’m taxin’ all these h0es
My uncle Jay say, Gas ain’t cheap, can’t ride for free, gon’ ride with me
These h0es .., but, I won’t live
Sit back in peace and count my cheese
Don’t say a thing, b!tch, please
Mississippi River ain’t too for from where I was livin’
Five minutes, put your body in, so many nights, we put choppers in it
Duckin’ cops, whip full of stolen goods
We playin’ robbers in it
Bway got a chopper, and it’s stolen with them coppers in it
Up it, pop it, then, flip ’em
Hit ’em, body rock ’em with it
Send him to the doctor, body locked up right after we switched him
I done seen cold, cold cases in this dirty system
These dirty h0es tryna break me when at times, I lift ’em
Tell ’em, I stay deep, deep down in the waters where I was raised
Jump off the porch with dirty Ks then watch my momma cry ’bout Dave
Nobody say that’s 4KTrey
B!tch, you wan’ play Put guns on side your face
I’ll squeeze it ’til the metal break
Deep, deep down, we put your body, you f**kin’ with me
Deep, deep down, them youngins hold it, they bustin’ for me
Deep, deep down, I’m tryna bring .. for me
Deep, deep down, them demons keepin’ you company
I wanna see if the b!tch ’bout it
Make them hit your block with them choppers, oh, I, I
Please, don’t let them youngins get clipped up on your car side
You know YoungBoy got ’em on him, you gon’ slip up, you gon’ die, b!tch
Fifty back-to-back on your head, I put it on it
N**gas playin’ smart, they keep playin’, they know I’m on it
Skully get the drop on your a*s, gon’ run down on you
Deep, deep down in the waters where I was raised
Ayy, you probably find the gun we knock your mans off with it
Choppers and alligators turn you to sandwiches
They eat you up ’round this b!tch, Amen
Ooh, hallelujah
I wait for them to run up on me, try to take it, I’ll shoot ya
F**k the .. ‘jects, n**ga
New .. h0es up in it
These n**gas ain’t play at all
Rap n**gas, they just bored from pimpin’
I just mind my business
Keep it kickin’, or, I’ll kill you…