YoungBoy Never Broke Again Finest

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[Intro]
(Ayy, JB, you sauced up)
Huh, huh
Look, go

[Verse 1]
I say, God, who am I?
Prayin’ to the sky
I’m anxious and I’m desperate, I be wishin’ that I cry
Tired of situations, I be wishin’ that I die
„Top, why you keep complainin’?” You’ll forever be my child
Livin’ wild, Father, this is not how I was raised up
Opps wanna frame us, DA wanna hang us
I’m sorry for my thoughts and actions that ain’t to your likin’
Man, I’m scarred, this ain’t no facades, I don’t really like me
I don’t know who I could run to
I don’t know where I could run and hide
Your intentions’ll get you dead, I feel alive
Gangsters approachin’, look what this come to
They tellin’ me I’m that guy, while off inside I’m still holdin’ all the feelings of a child

[Chorus]
Thuggin’ at its finest, murder at a all time high
Hustlin’ at its finest, all my life, I’ve been tryna get it right
I don’t need you up and leavin’ me, I need you here oh, I
Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am
Runnin’ from my birthplace
Lord, it been a earthquake
Trust in my fire, oh, I been needin’ some peace
Can you say when it’s on the way?

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, bae, you love me? Can you fuck me like you do?
Huh? My job got us fussin’
I’ve been hustlin’ all for you
I done got up in some trouble, but can’t tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did
I don’t give a fuck, I speak the truth
I’ll take my stick, blow out the roof
I made a T-top out the coupe
From KD car to a Bentley

[Verse 2]
I don’t trip, they laughin’ at my pain
I worry God as I’m sinnin’
Scary-bitch, look at my chain
They swear to God that I’m winnin’, but I’ve been losin’ and paranoid
Might be my boy tryna get me
Stuck in prison, fuck this system
Snortin’ ice inside my nose, ’til I noticed that I’m trippin’
I’m the one who got control
Bitch, I made me eight million whole time that I was down
I don’t give a fuck about no money, might still catch me with a frown
Might still catch me with my wife Glock
I’m in Ogden on a white block with the Treces even though I fuck with Southside
Grandma passed away, saw her on FaceTime that night, that mornin’, she died
Tell me when it’s comin’, I’ve been waitin’, five
I know you hear me

[Chorus]
Thuggin’ at its finest, murder at a all time high
Hustlin’ at its finest, all my life, I’ve been tryna get it right
I don’t need you up and leavin’ me, I need you here oh, I
Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am
Runnin’ from my birthplace
Lord, it been a earthquake
Trust in my fire, oh, I been needin’ some peace
Can you say when it’s on the way?

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, bae, you love me? Can you fuck me like you do?
Huh? My job got us fussin’
I’ve been hustlin’ all for you
I done got up in some trouble, but can’t tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did
I don’t give a fuck, I speak the truth
I’ll take my stick, blow out the roof
I made a T-top out the coupe
From KD car to a Bentley