Sugested Lyrics from YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Trust

Dent did Nafe I grew up in these

My Side

Lil know what I'm sayin we real get back

Drawing Symbols

flexDrawin' symbols in the sand 'til my pain gone, babyMovin'

Permanent Scar

1: YoungBoy Never Broke to the top of

7 Days

got Hitman on the beat)There ain't no love for herI

Bad Morning

need to speak to Mike Laury)(Yeah, you got Mike Laury)(Dubba-AA

Batman Reloaded

Dubba-AA flexMm, Statik On The Track (David Tell Em)Big gat, I

Finest

JB, you sauced up)Huh, huhLook, say, God, who

Flame (Flame With That Rock)

rightAnesthesia, this that ether shit, yeah, yeah(Dubba-AA flexin’)Yeah(Louie Bandz made

I Hate YoungBoy

10Let's hear this shit, Rell (Hah, hah)Horrid, run it up

IN N OUT

Susie need to put y'all on a lil' game'Cause

Lucid Dreams (Remix)

on the mixNo, no, no, noNo-no, no, no, noNo, no,

Nevada

Yeah Yougboy the goat no cape put we got dope dosher

Perc 10/Kicked in

Hold on Perc-10, I think it just kicked inHold on touching

Shmunk

you heard me right (Huh)Uh, he ain't pickin' no

Thug You

I'm so lost inside this world(Look out, Veno)I'ma keep it

To The Bone

chasin' the bag)(I love you, I'm not alone

Trenches

that shit up, TnT)(WassamWop)(I bet my last track probably gave

Weakness

crazy cause your love ain't neededI been hurtin’ because

Yummy

n***as ain't gettin' no money (Ah-ha)Broke bitch can't get

We've prepared the official lyrics Mama Don’t Worry (Murder Creepin) by YoungBoy Never Broke Again on rare-Lyrics.com.
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[Intro]
(Mommy, India got the beats)

[Verse 1]
I'm screamin', "Fuck peace, I'm too street" North 38 'til I'm six feet
I ain't run from 'round the corner when them lil' boys was tryna jump me (Boys)
From the jungle, and I got money, half the whole industry wan' burn me
Bitch, I'm 'bout beef, you know we slang heat, I don't lose no sleep (What?)

[Chrous]
Mama, don't worry
I know you know they wanna murder me
Whole lot of blood, I see
And by the night, them hitters murder creepin', murder creepin'

[Verse 2]
Bet' not fuck 'round, you get murdered, easy
We gon' tear your car to pieces
Bitch, I'm doped up in back of the [?]
Boy, I'm gon' shoot this gun front all these people
Murder back to back, we don't do even
It's the slime
Catch you with your pants down, I'ma knock out all your fuckin' mind
Top, who? Oh, never mind
Bitch, don't cross that line, you just might die, watch who you eyein', uh
She can't smoke no dope, know she gon' choke this everytime
I ain't on that, and, I mean that
Gon' flash out with this thirty, your car, we swerve it right, I'm seekin'
Bang 4KTrey, I'm bleedin'
Cut up when you see me
See one double cup, I'm leanin'
Screamin', "Free JBeezy"
Look, I said we don't do even, n***a
Got my lil' brother tryna pop out 'cause you mouthed off
See you, squeeze it, tryna delete you, n***a
Ma', it's gon' go down, they try to fuck with me
[Chrous]
I know you know they wanna murder me
You see them 'round, you know they bust for me
And by tonight, I'll have 'em murder creepin', murder creepin'

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