Finest Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
Huh, huh
Look, go

[Verse 1]
I say, God, who am I?
Praying to the sky
I’m anxious and I’m desperate, I be wishing that I cry
Tired of situations, I be wishing that I die
“Top, why you keep complaining?” You’ll forever be my child
Living wild, Father, this is not how I was raised up
Opps wanna frame us, DA wanna hang us

I’m sorry for my thoughts and actions that ain’t to your liking
Man, I’m scarred, this ain’t no facades, I don’t really like me
I don’t know who I could run to
I don’t know where I could run and hide
Your intentions’ll get you dead opps for the liv
angsters approaching, look what this come to
They telling me I’m that guy, while off inside I’m still holding off the feelings of a child

[Chorus]
Thugging at its finest, murder at a all time high
Hustling at its finest, all my life, I’ve been tryna get it right
I don’t need you up and leaving me, I need you here oh, I
Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am
Running from my birthplace
Lord, it been a earthquake
Trust in my fire, oh, I been needing some peace
Can you say when it’s on the way?

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, bae, you love me? Can you fu*k me like you do?
Huh? My job got us fussing
I’ve been hustling all for you
I done got up in some trouble, but can’t tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did
I don’t give a fu*k, I speak the truth
I’ll take my stick, blow out the roof

I made a T-top out the coupe
From KD car to a Bentley

[Verse 2]
I don’t trip, they laughing at my pain
I worry God as I’m sinning
Scary-b!tch, look at my chain
They swear to God that I’m winning, but I’ve been losing and paranoid
Might be my boy tryna get me
Stuck in prison, fu*k this system
Snorting ice inside my nose, ’til I noticed that I’m tripping
I’m the one who got control
B!tch, I made me eight million whole time that I was down
I don’t give a fu*k about no money, might still catch me with a frown
Might still catch me with my white Glock
I’m in Ogden on a white block with the Treces even though I fu*k with Southsid
randma passed away, saw her on FaceTime that night, that morning, she died
Tell me when it’s coming, I’ve been waiting, five
I know you hear me

[Chorus]
Thugging at its finest, murder at a all time high
Hustling at its finest, all my life, I’ve been tryna get it right
I don’t need you up and leaving me, I need you here oh, I
Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am
Running from my birthplace
Lord, it been a earthquake
Trust in my fire, oh, I been needing some peace
Can you say when it’s on the way?

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, bae, you love me? Can you fu*k me like you do?
Huh? My job got us fussing
I’ve been hustling all for you
I done got up in some trouble, but can’t tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did
I don’t give a fu*k, I speak the truth
I’ll take my stick, blow out the roof
I made a T-top out the coupe
From KD car to a Bentley