YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Return of Goldie Lyrics

Return of Goldie Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again is a New English song sung by popular rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Lyrics of this song are penned by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and music produced by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

Return of Goldie Song Details
Singer : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Lyrics : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Music : YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Return of Goldie Lyrics

Check this, yeah (Uh, uh)
These b*tch as* ni*gas gon’ respect this

She say, “I see, that you barely sleep
And, I know you be up, protectin’ me”

Uh, this ain’t no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie b*tch
Now, I’ma tell you I’ma mac for life, I f*ck over sh*t
If I’ma do it then I’ma do it right, on some soldier sh*t
All black GNikes, shirt on my face, run out, I’m down to fold a b*tch
Ni*ga, I’ll tell you my momma first one put a bandana ’round my head
You ni*gas some hoes and p*ssy
And couldn’t come round where I was raised at
Me and Three was burglarizing as I child, that’s how we played that
We ain’t have no friends, after the end we breakin’ in they place, yeah
I’m with that sh*t, they all fake
Go ask my momma, I don’t play
I shot that boy that same day
Monique cleaned blood from off my J’s
Want beef with me, best have some K’s
Bro swang his drac’ across your face
I pop these pills to heal my pain
This is so real that I’m insane

She say, “I see, that you barely sleep
And, I know you be up, protectin’ me”

And it’s ok, ’cause I got guards in the backyard
And the front yard, ‘case they play
B*tch you gon’ die inside of this yard, we gon’ drag you to your grave
House arrest bracelet on my leg but b*tch I still got me a K
When it go down, I’m gon’ run down right where it’s (…?) inside this play
And spray around at all you b*tch ni*gas
No, you can’t kill me, I got my children inside this b*tch with me
I’m too official, ain’t puttin’ my life in hands inside security
They just my cover up, just for that time I’ll f*ckin kill you, b*tch
I heard the streets watchin’, big knots in my pockets, f*ck wit’ me
B*tch, I put this bag on top anybody
I heard the Feds watchin’, think they got me, but can’t stop me
Put them pills inside my body, movin’ wit’ my groovy body

This sh*ts f*cked up, that’s my girl and her family ain’t got no love
Hold on, this sh*t f*cked up, this ain’t about her
That’s my family, my own family ain’t got no love
Mane, I’m f*cked up

F*ck all you b*tches, f*ck all you hoes
I say I am a rich ni*ga, I am so gone
I say I know your love fake, so, please leave me ‘lone
I say I will have your back, so, you leave from ’round me

‘Cause I say, “I see, that you barely sleep
And, I know you be up, protectin’ me”

Uh, this ain’t no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie b*tch
Now, I’ma tell you I’ma mac for life, I f*ck over sh*t
If I’ma do it, then I’ma do it right, on some soldier sh*t
All black GNikes, shirt on my face, run out, I’m down to fold a b*tch
Ain’t no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie b*tch

Written by : YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Return of Goldie Lyrics
Return of Goldie – YoungBoy Never Broke Again