Self Control Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

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DJ Swift on the track 

I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'? 

You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah 

Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands 

And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all 

Smokin' dro 'cause I need it 

So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me 

You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason 

Kick down your door, post up on your front porch, and we ain't leavin' 

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When my grandma died, I had to beat the odds and it wasn't easy 

When Boozilla died, I almost lost my mind, broke me to pieces 

We was slangin' iron for Dump and all the rest, it ain't no secret 

38 across my neck, we be them boys you don't want beef with 

Smokin' dro, smell it when I hit the door, 'cause I need it 

I ain't the one, these pussy niggas know I be fiendin' 

I bought the car with diamonds 'round my throat, bitch, I'm beamin' 

I don't think no nigga can't see me, I be paranoid while I'm leanin' 

Smokin' dro 'cause I need it 

So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me 

You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason 

Kick down your door, post up on your front porch, and we ain't leavin' 

I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'? 

You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah 

Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands 

And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all 

Whole lot of racks on these VV's 

I'm so slime, on this Glock, got a green beam 

Got a whole lot of people that need me 

Bust your head all over the right thing 

I ain't got nothin' but a dub and a Black Card up inside my Ami' jeans 

I just want head, can't fuck in a bed, it's just some things don't excite me 

Testin' your gun inside of the backyard, let it hit, get your aim up 

My youngin official, he wait in yor backyard, and I call him the bang thug 

Wake up in the morning, get fresh as a bitch, I'ma walk in the 'yo in some Margielas 

And the way we gon' dump at the boy with the stick, I'ma finish him off with a four nickel 

I be thinkin' 'bout Dump all over the time, this shit just don't feel right 

I don't go to no club, I be takin' these drugs, ridin' and keepin' that steel tight 

Every night 'fore I sleep, I think 'bout the North Side where I grew up, no ho type 

Play, I put you to sleep before you could see (Bitch) 

Pull up where you be and it's on sight 

I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'? 

You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah 

Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands 

And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all 

Smokin' dro 'cause I need it 

So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me 

You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason 

Kick down your door, post up on your front porch, and we ain't leavin'