F**k The Industry Pt. 2 (Explicit)

[00:00.00]**** The Industry Pt. 2 (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
[00:04.21]Lyrics by:Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge
[00:08.42]Composed by:Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge
[00:12.63]Top say "**** these n***as all in the industry"
[00:14.67]*****-a*s n***as be clickin' up and thinkin' they gon' finish me
[00:17.50]***** I take these millions and get at you it ain't no gettin' me
[00:20.51]***** I send them hitters to hit at you boy don't say **** to me
[00:23.47]Talk to Drake cross FaceTime he wasn't feelin' me
[00:26.29]Told me that he **** with Durk d**n that **** gettin' to me
[00:29.32]Told me that he like the **** I'm doin' but can't do **** with me
[00:32.23]So when we cross our ways **** what you say ***** you my enemy
[00:35.08]J a ho' that n***a played it cold like he was gon' do a feature
[00:38.07]So I texted his line a muscle sign I swear it's gon' be nice to meet you
[00:41.11]P***y n***as tryna close the door
[00:42.83]***** you ain't heard back from Baton Rouge to that Nola we cutthroat
[00:45.56]And we hate h*es and ***** I'm soldiered down
[00:47.37]Might play you close but don't **** around
[00:48.94]I just tried to pull that act with them boys out that Atlanta town
[00:52.78]Tats all on my sleeve at night I can't sleep
[00:54.69]I barely eat grew up in streets
[00:56.02]***** you ain't never had to kill at just eighteen
[00:58.61]you don't compare to me
[00:59.31]And never ever up in life we could compete
[01:01.10]You want to jump in beef and none of y'all wanna bang it out with YB
[01:04.03]We kill security first and then you get your head bust inside the street
[01:06.94]We probably burn a shirt across it it'll be your face across that tee
[01:10.00]Hold on so long they've been tryin' to X me
[01:15.08]Gotta tell a ***** "Hold on get you roll on"
[01:18.61]Gotta be 'bout that murder playin' with me
[01:21.18]At night my wife pray with me these n***as ain't stainin' me
[01:24.45]I say "Oh I just wanna get 'em gone" and I know when the rain pours
[01:30.85]It could be me or either of them that's gone
[01:33.04]So I'm ready n***a with these millions gettin' at you *****-n***as
[01:35.39]You don't deserve it anyway you ain't out
[01:37.56]that dirty anyway so **** you n***a
[01:39.09]Tryin' to bring me pain I ain't do no ho' **** in this game
[01:41.73]Like I ain't a man n***a what the **** y'all n***as sayin'
[01:44.15]Like I don't bust brains
[01:45.43]Play with me Lil Yachty mad about JT faggot
[01:47.61]***** play with me half of y'all ain't got more money than me
[01:50.36]***** I've been stackin' I done did more time than more time
[01:52.71]You n***as spent inside the trenches ever had a n***a beat your mama
[01:55.36]And now that you older time to kill 'em
[01:57.08]Or put your dirty clothes inside the pillow case
[01:58.70]You p***y n***a
[01:59.82]Singers puttin' tattoos across their face **** wrong with these n***as
[02:02.78]Usin' hood n***as for to grow your face ***** I see that n***a
[02:05.57]N***a you a trick and that's how you know
[02:07.37]you'll never be known in the trenches
[02:08.70]Tryna think of somethin' else just for to say "I hate you n***as"
[02:11.31]N***a bring your bold-a*s to Salt Lake you a gangster n***a
[02:13.45]Go ask J. Prince I'll kill your daddy ***** I ain't worried n***a
[02:17.16]I ain't worried n***a I got stunner with me
[02:18.44]And ***** I got a fee that's good money with me
[02:20.23]That hitter came way from New Orleans that split him in them apartments
[02:22.82]So Mr. Rap-Boy **** like that what got me as a target
[02:25.80]Don't forget it I paid them young n***as
[02:27.75]Word 'round they claimin' they gon' kill me
[02:29.33]I birthed you n***as and ***** I'm bound to kill an infant
[02:32.21]Hold on so long they've been tryin' to X me
[02:37.14]Gotta tell a ***** "Hold on get you roll on"
[02:40.63]Gotta be 'bout that murder playin' with me
[02:43.08]At night my wife pray with me these n***as ain't stainin' me
[02:46.31]I say "Oh I just wanna get 'em gone" and I know when the rain pours
[02:52.73]It could be me or either of them that's gone
**** The Industry Pt. 2 (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
Lyrics by:Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge
Composed by:Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge
Top say "**** these n***as all in the industry"
*****-a*s n***as be clickin' up and thinkin' they gon' finish me
***** I take these millions and get at you it ain't no gettin' me
***** I send them hitters to hit at you boy don't say **** to me
Talk to Drake cross FaceTime he wasn't feelin' me
Told me that he **** with Durk d**n that **** gettin' to me
Told me that he like the **** I'm doin' but can't do **** with me
So when we cross our ways **** what you say ***** you my enemy
J a ho' that n***a played it cold like he was gon' do a feature
So I texted his line a muscle sign I swear it's gon' be nice to meet you
P***y n***as tryna close the door
***** you ain't heard back from Baton Rouge to that Nola we cutthroat
And we hate h*es and ***** I'm soldiered down
Might play you close but don't **** around
I just tried to pull that act with them boys out that Atlanta town
Tats all on my sleeve at night I can't sleep
I barely eat grew up in streets
***** you ain't never had to kill at just eighteen
you don't compare to me
And never ever up in life we could compete
You want to jump in beef and none of y'all wanna bang it out with YB
We kill security first and then you get your head bust inside the street
We probably burn a shirt across it it'll be your face across that tee
Hold on so long they've been tryin' to X me
Gotta tell a ***** "Hold on get you roll on"
Gotta be 'bout that murder playin' with me
At night my wife pray with me these n***as ain't stainin' me
I say "Oh I just wanna get 'em gone" and I know when the rain pours
It could be me or either of them that's gone
So I'm ready n***a with these millions gettin' at you *****-n***as
You don't deserve it anyway you ain't out
that dirty anyway so **** you n***a
Tryin' to bring me pain I ain't do no ho' **** in this game
Like I ain't a man n***a what the **** y'all n***as sayin'
Like I don't bust brains
Play with me Lil Yachty mad about JT faggot
***** play with me half of y'all ain't got more money than me
***** I've been stackin' I done did more time than more time
You n***as spent inside the trenches ever had a n***a beat your mama
And now that you older time to kill 'em
Or put your dirty clothes inside the pillow case
You p***y n***a
Singers puttin' tattoos across their face **** wrong with these n***as
Usin' hood n***as for to grow your face ***** I see that n***a
N***a you a trick and that's how you know
you'll never be known in the trenches
Tryna think of somethin' else just for to say "I hate you n***as"
N***a bring your bold-a*s to Salt Lake you a gangster n***a
Go ask J. Prince I'll kill your daddy ***** I ain't worried n***a
I ain't worried n***a I got stunner with me
And ***** I got a fee that's good money with me
That hitter came way from New Orleans that split him in them apartments
So Mr. Rap-Boy **** like that what got me as a target
Don't forget it I paid them young n***as
Word 'round they claimin' they gon' kill me
I birthed you n***as and ***** I'm bound to kill an infant
Hold on so long they've been tryin' to X me
Gotta tell a ***** "Hold on get you roll on"
Gotta be 'bout that murder playin' with me
At night my wife pray with me these n***as ain't stainin' me
I say "Oh I just wanna get 'em gone" and I know when the rain pours
It could be me or either of them that's gone