"I Heard" lyrics

YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

"I Heard"

Woah (K4ProducedIt)
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Skeeo, this shit crazy, fool)
Say, your homeboy, he a joker
Ya heard me?
Six in the mornin' (Free my brother)
I say, look, ayy, this Lil Top, nigga (Ya heard me?)
My team in the hood die 'bout me (You already know I get dirty)
Look, look

Look, I'm up at six in the mornin'
I told my bitch, "Pull up on me"
I heard them hitters, they on me
Ma, I'm not sleepin' for nothin'
Creep up and run down on somethin'
I heard they say that they thuggin'
I heard they said I was pussy, I say, don't try me for nothin' (I heard)
I heard a pussy nigga got hit up with that blick, he couldn't do shit, wasn't with that shit (I heard)
I heard a nigga got swerved on, he was with his bitch, that ho got hit
I heard— last breath comin' from that bitch (I heard, I heard)

I heard you don't like me, I don't like you neither, nigga
How the fuck you claim you wan' fight me? Bitch, I'm a killer
All white tee, some Nike slippers, and a pistol, I'm too realer
Most nights five, I don't even sleep behind my motherfuckin' nigga
They been rappin', I'ma zip 'em
Put that on Dave, take off his face
Look in his eyes, how I was raised
I'm on frontline inside these days
Yeah, bitch, bang your gang 'cause I know I'm gon' do the same
Come snatch my chain, I'll bust your brain
Shoot up your whole funeral in vain, bitch
Mama, I weigh just like a hundred pounds, somehow I still been stayin' strong
Unhealthy in this shit, I been gettin' wealthy in this shit
I got a wife, at night, she hold me down, but if my money up, then gone
I'm gon' be back up in the North, I barely made it out that bitch
I say, ooh, yeah, put shit on the news
Drop shit with that chopstick, let the bitch hit, go boom
They ain't tell you I pop shit, tell 'em go watch the news
And I say, ooh, come on, huh, put shit on the news
Dirty thirty, this my stick, pop shit, can't move
Bitch, I'm pullin' up with that mop stick, bullets flyin' out the room
I have 'em swing back, they do shit dirty, can't trust 'em, they keep me worried
Cutthroat 'em, they all deserve it, I say, fuck 'em, I say, fuck 'em
I see them plottin', they throw, I curve it
I just sit back, watch, I observe it
I, I see these bitch niggas, they claimin' that they love me
I held it down from top to bottom
These hoes be laughin' at my trauma
I say, I got serious problems, I say, I wan' kill somebody, bitch
Snaked by ones I love and it's fucked up, but ain't your problem
Look, I barely trust my mama, I say, I ain't got nobody, bitch
Fuck you, nigga, I'll kill you once and wish I could twice
Tell 'em close they fuckin' mouth, they don't know shit about my life
But a nigga that I murked or a ho I did wrong or right
Nigga, I'm rich, so suck my dick, I don't give a fuck about no stripes

Look, I'm up at six in the mornin'
I told my bitch, "Pull up on me"
I heard them hitters, they on me
Ma, I'm not sleepin' for nothin'
Creep up and run down on somethin'
I heard they say that they thuggin'
I heard they said I was pussy, I say, don't try me for nothin' (I heard)
I heard a pussy nigga got hit up with that blick, he couldn't do shit, wasn't with that shit (I heard)
I heard a nigga got swerved on, he was with his bitch, that ho got hit
I heard— last breath comin' from that bitch (I heard, I heard)

(K4ProducedIt)


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