Download Lagu YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Missing Everything

Lirik Missing Everything

(Ooh, ooh)

Yeah, I was just missin' everything that we do
I was tryna come back, I was waterin' in my roots
I was tryna push up, I had things in the coupe, oh
Baby, I'm a star, just can't see me, I need a reason (I need a reason)
Uh, matching in Balenci' this evening, for the whole season

I just hit Shyne for a bezel (yeah)
I got these hoes like Helter Skelter, young nigga rich forever, uh
Pop my shit ain't got nothin' better
For the due baby that you not around (not around)
I'm a rough rider, been tearin' up my town (tearin' up my town; wow, wow)
I need you now, I'll let her go (go)

Smoke out the pound and he pour up fours, baby, oh-oh-oh
Got a new bitch touching her toes, yeah (yeah)
Black on, from my toes to head
Finished giving me dome and then she said
"I can't see why these hoes don't love you

At night, I dream only being for you
Forever, I'll ride for you, baby"
Grandma, know you see me poppin' (poppin')
Poppin', four door ridin', Thank God Almighty
I just caught me a body, told nobody (shh)
Hope my body'll never get tired of fighting (no)

Nigga, let's do it (yeah)
Young nigga like a young boul, got a heart like Rocky
That ain't my mans (baow)
Nigga got at Dave and I heard that flunky pop him
I ain't playing games
In the Maybach, hittin' on the gas, you get behind me
These niggas lame (lame)
I'ma paint my nails and paint my face like Hardy, YoungBoy Ed
For to knock out the brains, hit head (ooh)

They gon' call up the feds when I get on his ass 'bout what he done said (ooh)
Can you tie my shoes? Can you drive my coupe? Yeah (yeah)
Buy new Jimmy Choo's, strictly for you (you)
Typhoon, water, I'll say you improved (improved)
Let's get it started, I'll shoot 'em 'bout you (shoot 'em)
Lean like it's water, ain't losing my groove ('oove)
I was just thinking and I was just missing, like, oh

I was just missin' everything that we do (oh)
I was tryna come back, I was waterin' in my roots (ha)
I was tryna push up, I had things in the coupe, oh (slime, slime, slime, slime, slime)
Baby, I'm a star, just can't see me, I need a reason (I need a reason)
Uh, matching in Balenci' this evening, for the whole season

I just hit Shyne for a bezel, huh
I got these hoes like Helter Skelter, young nigga rich forever, uh
Pop my shit ain't got nothin' better
For the due baby that you not around
I'm a rough rider, been tearin' up my town
I need you now, I'll let her go

I'll let her go, I'll let her go-oh-oh
Oh, slatt, slatt, slatt