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Channel 9


YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

 

Channel 9 Lyrics

Channel 9 by YoungBoy Never Broke Again


(Ayy, Rashon, this b**ch go crazy)
(Who made this sh*t? TayTay made the beat)

Smokin' dope, tryna get my head on
Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long
Smokin', rollin', totin' tryna put sh*t on channel 9
I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time
They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me
Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em
All these hoes they done had they chance
And them boys wasn't quick on feet

Bust and they missed it
People want funny things, then I up and I hit it
Diamond chains, diamond watch it be glistenin'
Murder man, but won't never admit it
Murder gang, stay on top of my business
I ain't pulling out that bentley for b**ches
In a civic, back seat strapped with a glizzy
Clean, like that dirty sh*t that I'm sippin
Don Juan, granted gold my pendant
I got too many b**ches, up in war, I got too many blicky's
Murder time through that nawf, I be ridin' with them hittas
I probably be strapped with a semi
Nigga know with that fire I'll be blockin' all day
And I'm plannin' on murderin' the biggest
Shorty inside of the deli, we slangin' that yeah
And they know they can't play with a nigga

Smoking dope, tryna get my head on
Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long
Smoking, rolling, totin' tryna put sh*t on channel 9
I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time
They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me
Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em
All these hoes they done had they chance
And them boys wasn't quick on feet

Look, tell 'em free Vaughn, dirty illegal guns on my waist
I got two clips together on the drac, with a illegal handle on the .223
I don't even know why I can't even have grip on the front of that fire
I'm a convicted felon, I can't win for losing, while standin' in trial
I don't even trust her, I know I can't trust her, but she want a child
She know I'm a thug her, she know I can't love her
It ain't worth the while, not wasting my time
I stay with that iron, be moving around, I be kickin' the sh*t, I'm big slime
In my own dimension, prices be tempting, them gunnas ain't turnin' it down

Smoking dope, tryna get my head on
Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long
Smoking, rolling, totin' tryna put sh*t on channel 9
I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time
They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me
Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em
All these hoes they done had they chance
And them boys wasn't quick on feet



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