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Never Broke Again
Never Broke Again
Künstler:in
Herm
Herm
Rap
NoCap
NoCap
Rap
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Trackburna
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Byron Hubbard
Byron Hubbard
Komponist:in
Jonathan Hamilton
Jonathan Hamilton
Komponist:in
Kobe Crawford
Kobe Crawford
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
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Trackburna
Produzent:in
John Frye
John Frye
Mischtechniker:in
Burna
Burna
Ingenieur:in
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We got them rods, time to go fishin'
We catch a opp, we bust his ass, can't abort no missions, yeah
And hate to see that, man they really bitches
We killed them ****, cop the glizzy with the whole 50
Up in my sleep, all these bodies haunt me
I gotta face karma off the shit that I did
[Verse 2]
It's forever fuck you ****, I aint showin' no soul
She flew in last night, I put her up for tomorrow
You want a verse, that's a fee
Just like Dwayne Carter
I hope this bitch aint got no shorties, this a Hellcat Charger
Aye, why the fuck I bought this whip and I'on know how to start it?
I know this shit a dirty game, make sure you pray for your partners
I don't care if he with moms, soon as we see him we pop him
**** hate when you get on, they gotta step in my office
[Verse 3]
'Cause when they step in my office, they gotta be talkin' bout coffins
20 grand in the building in that wood, slinging that llama
We killed a couple ya partners, fuck peace, promoting the violence
The police mad they can't stop, we still runnin' up commas
It's a bloody game, I'm a bloody mane
I don't feel no shame, all them **** dead in the grave
And I gotta keep that thang on me
Many men, couple bitches wishin' death on me
[Verse 4]
We got them rods, time to go fishin'
We catch a opp, we bust his ass, can't abort no missions, yeah
And hate to see that, man they really bitches
We killed them ****, cop the glizzy with the whole 50
Up in my sleep, all these bodies haunt me
I gotta face karma off the shit that I did
[Verse 5]
And I know what I done
Cold hearted people call me heartless
'Cause I entertain all the bullshit that I started
Gotta keep my pistol, many men out to get me
I can't go on petty, tryna do me like I'm 50, ooh
And the streets is getting hectic
People say stay out the trenches, I'm a prized possession
Well, you tell them pussy **** come and catch me
I got that bulldog, they run up watch how quick it fetch 'em, blaow
Listen closely, this the funny part
He would thank me with his chest, the stupid bitch, now he aint got a heart
A lot of **** get they head popped
They fuck with bitches, fuck with **** who gon' send the drop, baow
[Verse 6]
We got them rods, time to go fishin'
We catch a opp, we bust his ass, can't abort no missions, yeah
And hate to see that, man they really bitches
We killed them ****, cop the glizzy with the whole 50
Up in my sleep, all these bodies haunt me
I gotta face karma off the shit that I did (And I know what I did)
Written by: Byron Hubbard, Jonathan Hamilton, Kobe Crawford
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