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YNF RICH - 8/4/24 Lyrics



YNF RICH - 8/4/24 Lyrics




Gang, YNF the label, for me, turn me up in the headphones a little bit, yeah, talk my
Shit gang
Man you niggas is cops tryna figure me out, get the feelin' bout the tribe, we gettin
Moved in the house

Remember that shit, I had to sleep on the couch, and I had bad grades, I was talkin' to God
And I'm changin' my life, gettin' closer with God
I got love for my pops, I got love for my pops, so I need is
My mom

And I'm tryna escape, but I'm finna get better, and I'm punchin' in songs, and I'm makin
This cheddar, and I'm thougth' you was the plug why you need a connector
I been chasin' my bread, and I thought that you moved, got one more chance, could've thought
I was a fool

I had hoes at the time, they was comin' in two,s, and I got var in the cut, how the f*ck
Could I lose
Controlin' myself, I can't lose my anger, I'ma cop, no grip, you get shot with a banger
You callin' a phone while I f*ck in Jamaica

Got stacks like trippie' take the hoe to Topanga, tryna cop me a crib, nigga, I'm more than
A anchor
Put a belt to the ass, I'm not talkin' bout beatings, tryna travel the world, but they callin
Bout meetings

I record in the stu, cause they thought I was geekin, I record in the store, cause
They thought I was geekin, I was up last night, I was gettin' so high, nigga, roll up
A wood, nigga, get it so high, and I get in the drip, and I'm gettin' so fly, why you
Talk so tough, you was not for that guy, I remember that night, I was makin' me cry

And the sky is the limit, I been touchin' the sky, she was doin' so bad, but you know
That you lied, I got a Pstd, but I know I'm gon' die, I been feelin' this shit, I gotta
Wash my back, I was one of the best, I was chasin' the sack, I was spittin' up guap
I was makin' it back, and I figth every time, I wasn't runnin' no track, she was talkin

Bout I'm not wearin' no hat, she was talkin' bout niggas, she makin' they clap, ayy, YNF
On top, I'm not wearin' no hat, I could do this shit everyday, nigga, niggas lyin' to
Me, nigga, I know that they cap, I know that they cap, nigga, I can't turn that shit off
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Gang, YNF the label, for me, turn me up in the headphones a little bit, yeah, talk my
Shit gang
Man you niggas is cops tryna figure me out, get the feelin' bout the tribe, we gettin
Moved in the house

Remember that shit, I had to sleep on the couch, and I had bad grades, I was talkin' to God
And I'm changin' my life, gettin' closer with God
I got love for my pops, I got love for my pops, so I need is
My mom

And I'm tryna escape, but I'm finna get better, and I'm punchin' in songs, and I'm makin
This cheddar, and I'm thougth' you was the plug why you need a connector
I been chasin' my bread, and I thought that you moved, got one more chance, could've thought
I was a fool

I had hoes at the time, they was comin' in two,s, and I got var in the cut, how the f*ck
Could I lose
Controlin' myself, I can't lose my anger, I'ma cop, no grip, you get shot with a banger
You callin' a phone while I f*ck in Jamaica

Got stacks like trippie' take the hoe to Topanga, tryna cop me a crib, nigga, I'm more than
A anchor
Put a belt to the ass, I'm not talkin' bout beatings, tryna travel the world, but they callin
Bout meetings

I record in the stu, cause they thought I was geekin, I record in the store, cause
They thought I was geekin, I was up last night, I was gettin' so high, nigga, roll up
A wood, nigga, get it so high, and I get in the drip, and I'm gettin' so fly, why you
Talk so tough, you was not for that guy, I remember that night, I was makin' me cry

And the sky is the limit, I been touchin' the sky, she was doin' so bad, but you know
That you lied, I got a Pstd, but I know I'm gon' die, I been feelin' this shit, I gotta
Wash my back, I was one of the best, I was chasin' the sack, I was spittin' up guap
I was makin' it back, and I figth every time, I wasn't runnin' no track, she was talkin

Bout I'm not wearin' no hat, she was talkin' bout niggas, she makin' they clap, ayy, YNF
On top, I'm not wearin' no hat, I could do this shit everyday, nigga, niggas lyin' to
Me, nigga, I know that they cap, I know that they cap, nigga, I can't turn that shit off
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