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This Month Confessions letra


Yeah (ayy, JB, you sauced up)
DJ Khaled
YoungBoy
DESHAWN

I don't give a fuck 'bout too much, I only care 'bout you
You been from 'round me too much, I just want be with you
Can you head off to the Netherlands?
Ballin' over, I was focused, not again, not again
Can you be the one help me leave all these hoes?
Can you help me stop passin' my body 'round?
Can you help my celly star with all these loads?
Can you help me tear down this whole fuckin' town?

I ain't been happy in these days, you think you in my way?
Fallin' out from off that cage that I was findin' my way
Me and Mellow, hotel suite, I done fucked five hoes today
'Fore the day end, making sure I'm clean, she know that I feel shamed
They don't know this tour not where my heart at, it ain't gon' heal my pain
On top my heart they left a scar, right now, I ain't gon' change
I don't got support, I ask you: Come here, 'cause I'm goin' through things
She don't like my music or my swag, man, I been goin' insane
Feel like I'm losin' my motion, finna be runnin' right back to my doses
I done fucked two hoes without no Trojan, I'm so dirty, I'm so lonely
I want cease, you ain't never once quit on me, how many times you had to get cleaned?
I'ma let you leave right now, life is hurtin' you lovin' me

I don't give a fuck 'bout too much, I only care 'bout you
You been from 'round me too much, I just want be with you
Can you head off to the Netherlands?
Ballin' over, I was focused, not again, not again
Can you be the one help me leave all these hoes?
Can you help me stop passin' my body 'round?
Can you help my celly star with all these loads?
Can you help me tear down this whole fuckin' town?

I'm that nigga, I got hella dope
She don't like that I make
Now Yaya pregnant, gotta make her get rid of it, this ain't the time, I told you: No
I made you cry, now I feel illiterate, bitch, I ain't tryna write no songs
Nique way too damn pretty, I don't wanna call her phone
Starr want talk right now, I can't, I'm feelin' down
I'll call K3 back in the mornin'
Damn, I can't see why K3 don't want me
I talk to Jo, nah, that my blasian
I done came up on some money
Oh, this mine? See, Kentrell, why you actin' funny?

I don't give a fuck 'bout too much, I only care 'bout you
You been from 'round me too much, I just want be with you
Can you head off to the Netherlands?
Ballin' over, I was focused, not again, not again
Can you be the one help me leave all these hoes?
Can you help me stop passin' my body 'round?
Can you help my celly star with all these loads?
Can you help me tear down this whole fuckin' town?

YoungBoy
A catalogue full of pain
Passion, love, hustle
DESHAWN
He just gettin' started
It's freedom now
Handcuffs is off

YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy) - Letras

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