Artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again (a/k/a NBA YoungBoy) Album: AI YoungBoy (Mixtape) Song: Graffiti Typed by: AZ Lyrics - What is they? - Who is what? - Who is this bitch? - Who? - Who is this bitch that you looking at? - Ion know her - I'm really tired of this - You tripping - I'm so tired of this, I really hope them niggas get you - Bet I heard they speaking on my name They do it all for the fame Paid attention how you changed Know that I'll never change Know they ain't feelin my pain Yea, unnnnn huhhh 2016 I got locked in that cell and they ain't let me out Money I'm talking, you know that I'm ballin' I'm hustlin and I ain't never seen a drought Spending this cash,but I can not forget to make sure that all my niggas on Spending this money no question do I think about it, I'll never say that I don't Walk off alone, when I talk on the phone, dropping the price and you know that they on Soon as we get it, you know that its gone I swear that we been at this shit for so long Momma ask for something and I tell her no She tell me I ain't shit, and act like I'm wrong I'm running that check up everytime I'm gone For christmas I swear I'mma buy you a home I get on my knees and I pray on my own Thanking the lord that I'm here, I ain't gone I pray the judge that Q come home Choppa boy feel he all alone You know I got money but I'm in a hole Scared I'mma die when I'm out on the road Don't know how I'm feelin, don't know what I'm on All they wanna do is ask for a loan All this pain man, I feel like I can't hold it Gone off lean and you know that I be on it I ain't slipping boy, you knowing that I'm focused Fly time, prime time, I'm ballin' hard sideline Baby I'm sorry I ain't got time for to waste On the road, yeah I be gone everyday To 100 to put myself around the fakes It's time for real niggas and fake bitches to separate I heard they speaking on my name You better stay up in your lane They do it whatever for the fame You know that I'll never change I paid attention how you changed I'm never exposin' my paid I'm head first 'bout my game I swear all we know is pain Same nigga took your chain tried to kill me Meet up to buy it, you know I'm gon' split him He be with them boys, they ain't no gorillas It's only room for just me and my niggas They fake as a bitch and swear I don't feel em We catch 'em gon' strech 'em you know we gon' hit 'em I stay with that poker, that Joker, let's deal 'em Free my hittas man the judge ain't bail 'em They telling me that hoe there got a million I don't give a fuck, I ain't far from a million I heard that bitch old man want kill me I'm sitting at the top I guess I'm the villian When you around me, hoe don't do no whisper You say I act funny cause I keep my distance When we be fucking don't do know resisting You know I go hard everytime I hit it ( come here) All this pain man, I feel like I can't hold it I can't swim but I'm deep off in that ocean I go to sleep in my jewelry, when I wake up I just smile how I'm flexin' I know these niggas want test me, wish they could catch me I thank the lord that he bless me All this pain man, I feel like I can't hold it Gone off lean and you know that I be on it I ain't slipping boy, you knowing that I'm focused Fly time, prime time, I'm ballin' hard sideline Baby I'm sorry I ain't got time for to waste On the road, yeah I be gone everyday To 100 to put myself around the fakes It's time for real niggas and fake bitches to separate I heard they speaking on my name You better stay up in your lane They do it whatever for the fame You know that I'll never change I paid attention how you changed I'm never exposin' my paid I'm head first 'bout my game I swear all we know is pain