Never Again Lyrics by Lil Durk is a New English song from the album “Almost Healed” sung by popular rapper Lil Durk. Lyrics of this song are penned by Lil Durk and music produced by Chopsquad DJ.
Never Again Song Details
Singer : Lil Durk
Album : Almost Healed
Lyrics : Lil Durk, Chopsquad DJ
Music : Chopsquad DJ
Label : Only The Family, Alamo Records
Never Again Lyrics
(Banger)
(The Melody)
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)
I was too lazy, I had to get up
He died from cancer, he ain’t get a check-up
I went Travis Barker, tatted the neck up
I feel better, gettin’ deeper religion
Court for child supports visits, I’m better
Say you love me with a hidden agenda
Low seven steamer took down the mirror
Stole from me, old management endeavors
Trenches brokе, I gotta hold ’em together
Tryna claim to lil’ boy, I’m bеtter
If I’ma change, I’ma change forever
I ain’t tryna stay in this lane forever
He was that ni**a, now servin’ cheddar (Cheese)
I die, ni***s won’t T up for me
You wasn’t there for who helped you
You think you gon’ be there for me?
Feel like a dream, pourin’ up the lean
Turned me a to man, they plan’s just to leave
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Copy what I said, you sound like a parrot
How you send your kids lookin’ generic?
You better be lucky I’m cool with Amiri
New kids season, I know that you see it
Sendin’ shots when I come to the city
I’ma shoot with the money
But threat gon’ protect me
I’m the way out there, you cannot accept it
You my son, I had more than your daddy
The gas worth more than 757, new Patek say 757
I can’t wait ’til it’s 7:58
Ramadan comin’, I just be hopin’ you full and you fed
‘Salaam alaykum, wa alaykum ‘salaam to the people we fed
It’s the people who in the trenches I really got love for wanna see me dead
Answer the phone to show ’em I ain’t scared
Then he got life so he told me he comin’ on tour
But I told him, “I’m goin’ to bed”
When she get mad, she be playin’ with my head
Do not deliver, act like you ain’t read it
Too far without me, can’t put on her Patek
The label gave me another thirty mill’
I hate that y’all don’t got it
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah