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Off Season Video (MV)




Performed By: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
From Album: Top
Length: 2:38
Written by: Kentrell Gaulden
Year: 2020




YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Off Season Lyrics
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(I need to talk to Mike Laury)
(Hello? This is Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(This is the sound)

Please don't get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can't take no break, we gon' run this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came

Sittin' up inside of the court hopin' not to be judged by half of the choices I made
Ridin' in a double-R, drank in my cup, intentions aimed to kill all my pain
I'm runnin' with killers, I'm with 'em, you diss 'em then know to reclaim
Came from the bottom, ran it up and I ain't changed
Go tell them niggas I don't owe them shit
Ran off like assassin
Got a hundred different ways for a nigga get rich
Tryna stay on that, my mind bent
Did a jail bid, where my time went
Did a jail bid, where my time went
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Hundred thou' inside of my Amiris
Dirty money spent on Prada I ain't proud of
Clean lean make a dirty bottle
Solitaires lay around the collar
In the streets, you just another body
Casket real bright, but it's dark in it
Future real bright, but it's war in it
Real born killers that was taught in it
Thinkin' 'bout givin' my Maybach up, startin' to feel too regular
Young nigga walkin' with that fentanyl
Get out of line, we stretchin' you
Hatin' ass niggas ain't keepin' up
I ain't spendin' nothin', still flexin'
Still ridin' 'round in a foreign car
Plenty of hoes, big mansion

Please don't get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can't take no break, we gon' run this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came

Say you wan' chill, so I let you come kick it
Blood everywhere 'cause this real-deal business
Guns everywhere and I'm real-deal billin'
Ten-thousand dollar 'fit, ridin' in a Honda Civic
She ain't know what to do, she had asked me to pick it
Bought her everything, it was nothin' 'pecific
If you get distracted, if you lack on a mission
Won't ever do that, I'm on top of my pivot
I'ma show you the value of love
But on top of that, that Patek gold value is plain
I feel like this metal protecting my life
It's gon' block that static that's all in the rain
Hope money ain't got you playin' games
What's real ain't gon' never change

Please don't get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can't take no break, we gon' run this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came
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(I need to talk to Mike Laury)
(Hello? This is Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(This is the sound)

Please don't get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can't take no break, we gon' run this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came

Sittin' up inside of the court hopin' not to be judged by half of the choices I made
Ridin' in a double-R, drank in my cup, intentions aimed to kill all my pain
I'm runnin' with killers, I'm with 'em, you diss 'em then know to reclaim
Came from the bottom, ran it up and I ain't changed
Go tell them niggas I don't owe them shit
Ran off like assassin
Got a hundred different ways for a nigga get rich
Tryna stay on that, my mind bent
Did a jail bid, where my time went
Did a jail bid, where my time went
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Hundred thou' inside of my Amiris
Dirty money spent on Prada I ain't proud of
Clean lean make a dirty bottle
Solitaires lay around the collar
In the streets, you just another body
Casket real bright, but it's dark in it
Future real bright, but it's war in it
Real born killers that was taught in it
Thinkin' 'bout givin' my Maybach up, startin' to feel too regular
Young nigga walkin' with that fentanyl
Get out of line, we stretchin' you
Hatin' ass niggas ain't keepin' up
I ain't spendin' nothin', still flexin'
Still ridin' 'round in a foreign car
Plenty of hoes, big mansion

Please don't get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can't take no break, we gon' run this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came

Say you wan' chill, so I let you come kick it
Blood everywhere 'cause this real-deal business
Guns everywhere and I'm real-deal billin'
Ten-thousand dollar 'fit, ridin' in a Honda Civic
She ain't know what to do, she had asked me to pick it
Bought her everything, it was nothin' 'pecific
If you get distracted, if you lack on a mission
Won't ever do that, I'm on top of my pivot
I'ma show you the value of love
But on top of that, that Patek gold value is plain
I feel like this metal protecting my life
It's gon' block that static that's all in the rain
Hope money ain't got you playin' games
What's real ain't gon' never change

Please don't get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell 'em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can't take no break, we gon' run this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came
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Writer: Kentrell Gaulden
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