YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Hi Haters Lyrics

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YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN HI HATERS DETAILSYoungBoy Never Broke Again Hi Haters Lyrics. Hi Haters Song Sung By American Artist YoungBoy Never Broke Again On Still Flexin, Still Steppin 2 Album. YoungBoy Never Broke Again Hi Haters Is American Pop Song. YoungBoy Never Broke Again Hi Haters English Lyrics Released On November 22, 2022.YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN HI HATERS MUSIC VIDEOYOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN HI HATERS INFOSong : Hi HatersArtist : YoungBoy Never Broke AgainAlbum : Still Flexin, Still Steppin 2Genre : PopLanguage : EnglishRelease Date : 2022.11.22YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN HI HATERS LYRICSA-a-a-a-ayy, that’s probably TagoGoddamn BJ made another oneTo all the haters, IYeah, ooh, ooh-oohOh, ohOh, oh, ohAnd now I speak, gotta put my daughter sleepAnd just like Peak, I named my son after a G (They know)Ain’t been respondin’ to these niggas, I’m way more rich, I know they see (They see)On my wife, I’m spendin’ millions, and, I put some diamonds on my wrist (Yeah-yeah)I done made it out the cage (I done made it out the cage)Saw me down, but I’m so up I don’t give one fuckGod, I say, “Thank you”Hit your artist with them Ks (Hit your artist with them Ks)I don’t bother you, you pick on meJust wait to see, bitch, I’m gon’ spank you (Bah-bah)Too many real estate to thе rich, that’s embarrassment, but I’m big on itBeen on it, I get that monеy and I sit on it (Sit on it)Nails got some paint up on ’em, but play, know I’ll kill yo’ big homieI got the venture-branded chain, I’ll fit three times your rent on itTell my mama, “Send a hundred, I’ma send it back” (I’ma send it back)Throw a brick and hide ya hand, bitch, you know I’ma get you whacked (I’ma get you whacked)Tell Charleston White I’m a gangster who been misled wrongI been misleadin’ wrong, but, if you ever need me, I’ll send ’em back (I’ll send ’em back)To all the haters, I say, “Hey”I made it through another dayI’m blessed, so how can I complain?It ain’t one thing that they can sayI thank you Lord that I’m savedLook all this money I done madeThey won’t let me out the cageThem hitters missed me with them Ks (Them niggas missed me with them Ks)Know I put shit up behind lil’ Dave (Yeah)But, bae, I changed, I was feelin’ played (Yeah)Should’ve shot the bitch up in his face (Yeah)Wanna say stop violence, but, it don’t add up to my nameKnown to bring pain, I bust his brainLike, “Boy, you disrespect the gang” (You know)I’m a duck, continue with that ignorant shit ’cause I’m a wealthy man (Move on)Try and pray five times a day, name another Christian do the same (Amen)And I gotta thank the Lord for my kids (My kids)Harper got smart on that bitchNigga tryna cap me, crossed my wig, behind this boy that we diggedHope you don’t think you comin’ in here puttin’ me up, it won’t be it (Uh-uh)Come test your luck, I wan’ see itDrop the next, turned to a [?]I’m like, “Mama, these niggas don’t want no problemsBut these women wanna sex away my problems”Free money, might as well give away to my partners (All of my brothers, nigga)They be hatin’, and I’m like, “Oh, it ain’t my problem” (Ma, I got problems)To all the haters, I say, “Hey”I made it through another day (Ayy, ayy, ayy)I’m blessed, so how can I complain? (I can’t complain)It ain’t one thing that they can say (It ain’t a thing they can say)I thank you Lord that I’m saved (Ooh, ooh)Look all this money I done madeThey won’t let me out the cageThem hitters missed me with them Ks (Ah, ah)Know I put shit up behind lil’ Dave (Yeah, yeah)But, bae I changed, I was feelin’ playedShould’ve shot the bitch up in his face (Yeah)I’m workin’ hard through all my problems, hustlin’ on my own (Oh)And I be up late when they sleep, no excuses at allI’m the man inside my home (My home)I’m caught up providin’But, all my niggas been slidin’ (Woah-oh)We got to stay violent through this shitDon’t like violence, not one bitMight just come home and call my mama (Call my mama)Pain keep me rollin’, I stay strong (I’m strong, yeah)I’m winnin’ on these bitches, I say, “Amen”My shades, they Balenci’, they ain’t Ray-BansBetter try hard not to open a can on these foolsThese niggas be fans, ran up my bands on them dudes (I run up my bands)Bought extra land, and it got the same view as my house, way too cool (Too cool)Got to keep that stick inside my pants like Baboon (Know I got to keep that stick)They know I’m not friendly, I won’t beef and I hate all of you (I’m too rich)Watch my nails (Yeah)Tell the boys and girls, I’m Top, I’m up, go to Hell (Go to Hell)You ain’t hatin’ on me, I hope you conquer and prevail (Prevail)They want beef, got ’em waitin’ on me, ’cause I know they’ll probably’ll call 12 (Brrt)Can’t be lookin’ up to niggas don’t even look up to their selfDon’t set yourself up for to fail (Slime)HahaTo all the people that be talkin’ down on meNigga, it’s all goodAll good, I’m ballin’Ya heard me?You ain’t takin’ it away from us now, at allEverybody livin’ good, shitIf you ain’t livin’ good, I know I gave it to youThat’s automatic, ya heard me?You ain’t gotta like me, believe thatI’m kickin’ [?], I’m too [?] on youI’m stayin’ groovy on these hoes, nigga, believe thatIt’s slime, TopTo all the haters, I say, “Hey”YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN HI HATERS MUSIC INFO

  • Written By : YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Yung Tago & BJ Beatz
  • Produced By : Yung Tago & BJ Beatz
  • Video Director : Isaac Garcia

 

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