NBA YoungBoy – Lose Me Audio

Lyrics Lose Me – NBA YoungBoy

She Bonnie, I ain’t Clyde though
I’m far from that, n**ga
But s**t, shawty gutta though
She know how to die ’bout it
But look, check this out, though
Bae, you can’t..
I know, but you can’t do that like that though
You can’t do that to ’em
It’s Budda Beats

I need someone to hold me down, so what’s happenin’
Admit I don’t know how to love ‘fore you chance it
You got some s**t you wanna see, so we gon’ grab it
I left my heart out in them streets, we steady taxin’
I won’t say a thing ’cause I got b**ches on the low
And we don’t need no ring, ain’t play yo’ part and that I know
B**ch, I’m in the paint, wit’ boku burners on the flo’
Startin’ to love this pain, now, b**ch, I’m ’bout to go up flo’

I had brought you to the clique house when we left out the bottom
You say yo’ ex stayed in BR and I asked you, What’s the problem
I’ll never let ’em hurt you, I put that on this choppa
Circle K right there on Coursey, it went down when I caught ’em
We been talkin’ to each other at the house while standin’ by the lake
You say that you love me, ain’t respond ’cause I don’t know what that mean
Catchin’ plays together, make that drop and you gon’ hold the beam
Beat that p**sy up and have you screamin’, Please don’t never leave

I been roamin’ round them trenches where they don’t show no love
And where you gotta watch them n**gas, the ones give you a hug
Yo’ b**ch portray you for a name, you thought she was yo’ girl
You let ’em get a taste of fame and they hangin’ they self

I’ma let you hang yo’ self, ’cause you lose me
Tell me, how the f**k you care, if you lose me
Tell me it ain’t nothin’ left, ’cause I know and that I see
Tell me that ain’t nothing left, baby, use me
We them, how we rockin’
Bet yo’ mama never met a thug
Diamonds in the top and through the bottom, we done ran it up
Let you drive the whip while I go score and run off on the plug
Hop out wit’ that stick and let it rip soon as I hit the cut

To the ones I was aggressive to, just know that I love you
To the ones I don’t f**k wit’, n**ga, just know that it’s f**k you
To the ones that think it’s over, it ain’t long ’til we touch you
Suicidal, kamikaze, b**ch, forever I’m thuggin’
You lose me, why you use me
Yeah, ah-ah-ah
I’ma let you hang yo’ self, tell me, how the f**k you care
Tell me it ain’t nothin’ left, tell me it ain’t nothin’ left…

Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Kentrell Gaulden, Zachary Thomas
Album: Lost Files
Produced by Budda Beats
NBA YoungBoy | 2022

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