NBA YoungBoy – This Not a Song “This For My Supporters”

Lyrics This Not a Song “This For My Supporters” – NBA YoungBoy

Uh, XO, Simo Fre just killed this
I’m startin’ to think, I’m startin’ to think
As I start to promote the peace I say, Stop the violence
I think I’m incitin’ a riot
If you ain’t hear me clear, my n**ga
I said, As I start to promote the peace
I say, Stop the violence, I think I’m incitin’ a riot
You heard me, aah huh

Youngin tryna put that blick on somethin’
Youngin tryna steady hit on somethin’
I been tryna tell him not to do it, youngin
These p**sy n**gas gon’ tell up on me
I feel yo’ pain, my slime
Just trust me and I could get you through the rain, my friend

Yeah, I know you know they want to kill me in Atlanta and every city out here
P**sy n**ga gon’ .. ’cause they knowin’ that I’m out here and I’m gon’ kill
They have to learn that hurtin’ people here is not the way now
I had to learn my ways poisonin’ my child
Twelve bodies and one child dead, Stop the violence what I f**kin’ said
.. you don’t want beef with me
I ain’t even tryna bust ya f**kin’ head
My city not no bad city, no, Mr. Government
But, it’s the holidays, everybody broke, so you knowin’ that’s why it’s trouble sent

I’m Rolls Royce ridin’, please don’t tell me who said somethin’
I notice I ain’t ridin’, God forgive, I misled some
These p**sy n**gas ain’t more better than me, I count up twelve, n**ga
Now, I got to change, you ain’t got nothin’ to do, I’m goin’ to Hell, n**ga
My baby mama don’t f**k with me no more
Can’t my thug with bro’nem no more
Nightmare to me, I ain’t wanna drop a bag ’cause them p**sy n**gas bringin’ pressure, and I know
But, I been told you, Leave them streets alone
And, I been told you that we both on
Now, you wanna let a broke n**ga drag you to your grave
I’m sorry, now, you on your own
Havin’ my way, that stinky ho know that I’ll have her inside my home
Even though my girl don’t like you, b**ch, if I f**k with you, that’s the time I’m on
My mama know how I cook it down
But, know I ain’t leavin’ this journey, I’m on
I ain’t never confessin’, but, know I got missionaries sittin’ inside my own

I done did hard drugs
I done seen plenty killings, woah
Now, you know I’m not a rapper, I ain’t even rappin’ right now, I’m just talkin’ to you clear
I’m tryna get you to see, it’s a bigger side of life, just listen with your ears
And keep your eyes peeled
‘Cause it ain’t no comin’ back once you get killed
I FaceTimed my brother .., you see this big, 4L, on my neck
P**sy n**ga had the nerve to text me back and say, Who the f**k is this
Now, that’s cold, slime
And you know where I’m at ’cause big brother f**k with them n**gas and they h*es
And I already know you know how I get down, Five
And you knowin’ how I role

Ha, I’m tellin’ n**ga I say
Thank you, for tellin’ me save my money
Now I’m strong, I got C-Murder on my phone
Tellin’ me when he get home he gon’ protect me
From the edge of my bed with a K
‘Cause these n**gas want me gone

Youngin tryna put that blick on somethin’
Youngin tryna steady hit on somethin’
I been tryna tell him not to do it, youngin
These p**sy n**gas gon’ tell up on me
I feel yo’ pain, my slime
Just trust me and I could get you through the rain, my friend
I know you feel like the Devil reachin’ for you
But, I got you, my n**ga
I’m gon’ lead you, I got you, I got you, my n**ga
Protect you from all this evil

Know you listenin’ to this song right now
I’m on side you, inside your home right now, with my chrome out
And I’m facin’ every Devil comin’ your way
I’ma burn that b**ch straight in his face
And tell them people I say, Motherf**k what they say
Better not f**k up my nails, better not play
I don’t play at all, my n**ga, no
Know I’ll knock ’em down, my n**ga, baow
But, that’s what they want us to do
I ain’t finna be out here killin’ my own kind
Shawty whole family evil and they controlled by the f**kin’ money
But, I come from nothin’, and for that right reason
I don’t give a f**k ’bout goin’ back to nothin’

And, it heart my heart that Kanye let them people break his soul
How the f**k that go, n**ga, stay in yo’ home!
N**ga, hold your ground, You strong
I ain’t preachin’ no evil, but, for the right reason, I can teach you
How to load up and knock these n**gas down
You can belive that, my n**ga

Damn, I finally made it to this day
Now, I’m here to say, I’m finna get married in a couple days
And, I look to the sky and I say, Thank you, Lord
Shawty say he gon’ boom me on camera
And I ain’t got no more fight inside my heart
So, if you runnin’ to me, I’m just gon’ let it go, I ain’t scared, my boy

Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Produced by Simo Fre & D-Roc
NBA YoungBoy | 2022

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