YoungBoy Never Broke Again - No Alarm

Dope, dope, dope, dope
I told her don't tell nothin'
She wouldn't be with me I ain't have nothin'
I told her that she don't love me
Up and she moved on, she see that I'm still thuggin'
Smokin' joe's calm my nerves down
I hope I don't hear my alarm
You niggas won't leave out my home
Protect my family with these dirty guns
You niggas know you dead wrong

You niggas know you dead wrong now
For all that soldier hatin' you been doin'
Had a few fuck ups, but I showed the kids how to do it
Now they sayin' I'm an influence
Found another thorough way for to do it
I done found my way in this game, paid and left the 'caine on my way to touring
A wealthy mane, but a fuckin' shame how he doped up, the fuck he doin'?
Livin' life like I'm on my own, they don't know what's wrong
A snake my symbol that mean I'm that type of nigga cutthroat to the bone
Better get your ass on wit' that pussy shit always actin like somethin' wrong
Dick holdin' ass nigga always tryna make a nigga put 'em on
I won't give him a bone
Treat the rap game like the dope, so tell the label I ain't takin' no shorts
I'm thuggin' in this bitch, a sign of pure ignorance, but a business man at heart
And I'm chillin', ready for this shit to get shiggity
I'ma make the daylight out of dark
I'ma leave the scene and spin back around and kill that boy so nobody saw
How you love that, playboy? Know I bang hard, rock n roll wit' guitars
Into the venue, strapped up wit' my rocket and I got that choppa in the car
I end you nigga, you'a make me pop you want war wit' my boy
Shooter name Big E, he tote that choppa and he come straight out of Cedar
Shh, I better not hear nothin' in my home
Got my daughter in this house, you niggas know you dead wrong
No, you will not make it out, cut your fuckin' throat
Come on, let's get it on, hide my girl and daughter and tell her silent her phone nigga

Dope, dope, dope, dope
I told her don't tell nothin'
She wouldn't be with me I ain't have nothin'
I told her that she don't love me
Up and she moved on, she see that I'm still thuggin'
Smokin' joe's calm my nerves down
I hope I don't hear my alarm
You niggas won't leave out my home
Protect my family with these dirty guns
You niggas know you dead wrong

Written by:
David Boonpetch, Kentrell Desean Gaulden, Samuel Thanni

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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