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Letter To Yaya

by YoungBoy Never Broke Again

I hope diamonds make you love (yeah)cuz i just bought some to reach your heart(yeah) if this was 2005 when i couldn't buy no diamonds would you still support me make me feel like im the hottest when we fuck would you still tell me that im not like nobody and you for me and that nobody else can have yo body. This youngyin took us on the long road jeans come from boards it look like cargo sixty thousand dollars peter marco left your arm froze these niggas so sisy they dont like us only god know judge made us move back to the state back to the war zonе tryna keep my head together not nun lеft so can you move back home to me because i need yo help fallen around from taken all them zans can't get up to step smokin on splisy ridin with my niggas steady runnin laps remember that night you took that nigga at the club them niggas just couldn't keep they hands to they self we let them shots off (4kt) im sittin laughin bout the time you was in love with that stupid bitch who found she was a thug she playin my dawg chains on yo ankle on that bus ridin down that long road locked up with baby joe tell em shit i seen it all right now im livin like a dona i owe them shootas all stackin all my money hope it never fall ima thug this for them gangsta steady sendin j pay that nigga play its andale i knock his face off today these pre order balenciagas they explain what i made or ventiaga role model we get paid play no game out the window of that stolo my youngyin wavin that thang fifty thousand get you wack make sure he leavin a stain this v12 engine sittin fat i heard it blow out the brain when i got my shades on bitch relax i let that chop out the chain (yea) chop out the chain remember runnin up the guns tryna jump on the train say what i want all up in cold ask me sum i explain like why the fuck i be so angry its a image of pain