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Combat Boots letra


Aye, I–I don't know who I am anymore
Like, it's like, for the things which I
You know from all the, all the unfocused hands
I'm strivin' inside, inside of the game that I play
I ain't finna do all that poppin', you heard me
These pussy ass niggas ain't layin' how we lay
Look

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, ain't nothin' to talk about, we chalked 'em out
I'ma pull my Rolls-Royce out, by time y'all floss, bitch I done walked around
I kept my chest poked out, I sat it in jail bitch, I didn't make a sound
Went Harbor Freight for a ten-pound jack, I done stepped on that
My bro sell pounds, from the car with the strap how I walk shit down
Momma I'm sorry, I was tired of that starvin'
I thought about you everyday, it wasn't hardly
I'm workin', they know I ain't goin' to no party
I was hurtin', today I could buy a Ferrari
Standin' on business they runnin' to maury
Kickin' my pimpin, I'm livin' like hendrix
Its sealy I'm sippin', I'm not a guitarist
Jason I'm ready, relapsin', I'm screamin' out MASA
I'm screamin' out murder, I'm caught up from 'tractin
Put a hit on a pastor
Put a switch on a 30, get dirty, get active
Nigga better get at me
I been hurtin' but I'm workin', can't let go the tactic
I recovered the package, celebrate in a cabin

From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)
From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)

Let me catch my breath, lean, I'm on autopilot
Catch a nigga and I swear I ain't goin' to tell nobody
Bitch wan' show her body, come on pop it
Foreign, I'm ridin' exotic
I won't lie to you
Get up, do this for you
Got to tell you the truth
When I feel I done won, then I'm headed to you
Plan on makin' you smile and all of my kids
I been hurtin' within and you never once knew
I'm hurtin' but I'm focused, I'm ready to start the challenge
I'm ready come on, come on
When this shit get bad you can tell the game that I'm causin' damage

From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)
From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)

YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy) - Letras

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