Rebel's Kick It Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Wheezy outta here 

Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track 

Yeah 

Yeah 

Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah 

I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing 

Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head 

This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it 

For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah 

Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah 

Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah 

Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah 

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I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact 

I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that 

Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that 

I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah 

Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby 

More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy 

All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing 

In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him 

Nigga fade him 

Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him 

They like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him 

Police probably slide on him 

Only for to see if he got that fire on him 

But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that 

So he learned to hide on 'em 

Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed 

Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream 

And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't 

Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes 

At them bitch ass niggas 

Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer? 

You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle? 

Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor 

Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered 

Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah 

I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing 

Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head 

This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it 

What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you) 

You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga 

Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga 

For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga 

You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it 

When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it 

When I was hollerin',