Chords for YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Carter Son [Official Music Video]

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[Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Ebm] You're a genius, McFly!
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Mr.
Carter, son.
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Gee.
_ _ [Db] _ [Ebm] Picture me, new 3D denim, I'm city rollin'.
But did I mention [Bbm] this my [Ebm] own clothing?
The fuck you mean, May, nigga, bout my own rollin'.
But if them crackers pull me over, [Bbm] they gon' say I [Ebm] stole it.
And we own it, I went back to his trove.
My father left my sister and bro to them, I feel [Bbm] the odin'.
[Ebm] But let's not be heroic, cause everybody rogue.
They don't want us toting guns, but they let the fucking killers [Bbm] tote it.
[Ebm] Let's take a ride and see though, what them people be though.
Coke 45, they grip the Xan, bought this bitch from [Bbm] casino.
[Ebm] Soprano, no Supreno, we live life like Gambino.
Had a short BMO after they post on the block [Bbm] with Chino.
I'm a Muslim [Ebm] motherfucker, looking for a star on every honey casino.
I'm the top on YouTube, fucking new school, I don't use no [Db] fee.
These niggas around [Ebm] me, they too cruel, they bust tools and die for me though.
I don't pay money for no life, them ready to pay off me, so.
_ _ Came all alright, [Ab] but I'm blinded [Ebm] from the life I can't see.
I'm blinded from this life, I can't see.
[Db] I don't vote, can't track, [Ebm] bitch.
Got juveniles on the block, 30 stick hanging out the gut.
Bandana tied around the clip, and they go all out for me though.
I ain't home, I kill it, and they ain't no brother.
_ _ [Db] [Ebm] Suck all the pain up, let's fuck the game.
Many niggas on the block, pushing their rock.
[Bbm] [Ebm] You got your change up, they brought your name up.
When they fucking winning, sick as [Bbm] shit, it never [Ebm] beats done.
I can't say I'm fucking with all this.
He ball me, these niggas ain't right [Bbm] and they [Ebm] balling.
I don't give a fuck, no.
I call up Osama, my baba, like load up, ain't coming, I ball him.
Venezuela, Winnelater, my first trip to Georgia made us.
So companion with ambitions, [Bbm] WG [Ebm] NBA native.
I wish baptism could've saved us, never broken to the grave.
Excuse ourself, not gonna tell you.
I [Db] make a pussy [Ebm] bite the pavement.
I can't say I'm fucking with all this.
He ball me, these niggas ain't right and they balling.
I don't give a fuck, no.
I call up Osama, my baba, like load up, ain't coming, I ball him.
Cali, [Ab] Mara, but I'm blinded [Bb] from the light, I [Ebm] can't see no blue. _ _
_ _ [Db] _ [Ebm] Got juveniles on the block, 30 stick hanging [Ab] out the gut.
I been down the tide [Ebm] around the club and they go all out.
No.
In my side of my slant, we on my [Db] line.
What?
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