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NBA Youngboy - Back On My Feet (Lyrics)

Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it
Ha, XO
That-that, that-that, that's YoungBoy right there with that shit
Yeah, yeah

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NBA Youngboy - Back On My Feet (Lyrics)

Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it
Ha, XO
That-that, that-that, that's YoungBoy right there with that shit
Yeah, yeah
Look

[Verse 1]
I'm a hustler, 'fore I'm broke, I'ma make a way
I told 'em things different from up in '16, that was back up in the day
Now you already know any way this shit go, shootin' out on the interstate
Tryna swerve 'em off the road, talkin' "Grrah," pussy nigga, "Grrah," 'til the metal break
Why they soldier hate? They gon' make me wanna come and pluck 'em down, wanna give my fast shake
Head out of town, she a machine, make it back, couldn't do her hair late


You know 10? That's my lil' bro, had to tell 'em stay up from under that ho
You know that that bitch know dirt on my ho and my ho know dirt on that nasty ho
They got another chick that be with 'em, had a baby 'fore a opp, I like it on the low
She got her body done, now she want her body done, I'll spit on 'em both
I got all the killers and real niggas and trill bitches with me, you know?
These rap niggas know that I'm dangerous
And I know most some of them niggas hoes
I know ya heard how they block my songs and them people tried to send me up the road
Could've sworn this ho was gettin' fucked when I call her phone
I know that she dogged me to her friends but lowkey still don't leave me 'lone
My girl probably wouldn't even let the bitch inside our home

[Chorus]
All y'all see, I'ma get back up on my feet


I had to find peace, I lost my thug, now I can't sleep
I won't beat until she bust inside the streets
Life of a G, I don't need you to pray for me
Rap niggas over and I said they all gettin' slumped over
Last man stand pain 'til it's over, 'cause I'm a soldier
I won't think twice to kill yo ass 'cause I don't know ya
Gotta run this shit, can't stop, I think it's turnin' over

[Verse 2]
Gotta stop this shit from turnin' over, I keep my clique from sellin' yola
Gotta keep my dog from out that mud before I found him sleep, slumped over
Gotta UberEat my bitch and cater from house arrest, I'm bossanova
Wan' protect and he the reason I'm bodyin' 'cause bitch, I know ya
You a messy gossipin' ass bitch and you might fuck me over


Bitch, I flex that guap, I got lots of it, I turn that nigga ho up
Think they know us, gotta show us, fuck that shit, we shoot your show up
Aim like Jonesy, feel like Rod
[?]
Tell 'em keep cross phones, better keep your rod
I hear they all gon' run the corner, couldn't get it on inside the yard
You think we mess to fuck around, and [?] ski'd up for that boy
Run up on me, you think we sweet, and we gon' send yo ass to God
RAF and Revenge the YoungBoy

[Chorus]
All y'all see, I'ma get back up on my feet
I had to find peace, I lost my thug, now I can't sleep
I won't beat until she bust inside the streets


Life of a G, I don't need you to pray for me
Rap niggas over and I said they all gettin' slumped over
Last man stand pain 'til it's over, 'cause I'm a soldier
I won't think twice to kill yo ass 'cause I don't know ya
Gotta run this shit, can't stop, I think it's turnin' over