La Vida Loca Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

“La Vida Loca” Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again is a latest English song in the voice of YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “La Vida Loca” song lyrics are also written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. The song “La Vida Loca” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again talks about living a wild and dangerous lifestyle while chasing money and surviving the streets. He raps about hustling, fast cars, love struggles, and the constant risks that come with the life he chose. There’s a mix of pain, ambition, and toughness as he reflects on where he came from, what he’s been through, and how he’s still pushing forward.

La Vida Loca Lyrics

[Intro]
(Sauceboy s*it)
Living la vida loca
Selling these grams of the coca (Oh, 10)
I can not serve you if I don’t know you

[Chorus]
I’ma do what I gon’ do and I need you to hold me down
We gon’ cop three-fifty tools and then go shopping out of town
And everything I tell you, bae, I swear, I really live it
Racing modifications on the Maserati engine

[Verse]
From the block, how we came out
Now I’m just looking at us, now
Check the timing on my watch, I think my moment be right now
I been tryna speak your love language
Fans need me to drop
All the fiends need drop
She don’t love me, now
Perfect affection, feeling on your waist while I caress it
I been begging you to come this way
You been making me feel real neglected
Look, I’m a gangster, I don’t like to play, I’m known to stretch s*it, this me
Test me, TEC spit, you get your s*it bust up in the street
I’m a dirty b!tch, ho walk ’round with that pink thing
Shawty know that I’m a dog, she wan’ come with me and breed
She wan’ go a second round, but I lay down, I’m on lean
I was selling crumbs to the bums right in the slums, American dream
I was serving yay and dirty, gotta watch myself
On my waist, I tuck a 30 where my Chrome Heart belt
She ain’t understand it so she worried, all this pain I felt
I’ll end up dying in the streets, I’ll never make it out of here
I been sitting high, lookin low
I don’t give no fu*k ’bout how a n!gga feel
And I been looking, I been missing you so long
And I hope that you’d rather be nowhere but here

Dollars and deals
You could drive the package if you willing
You know that lil’ n!gga that be popping wheelies?
Get up with you like he gated
Gangster b!tch, it’s murder in the city
Real authentic, all these problems that we facing, authentication, break it
I promise I’ll cut her off I see she faking (Rlrrt)
I ain’t tryna get put to sleep, my dreads swing in the streets in Jamaica
Not a rasta, the powah the bomclat, I’ll show him something later
Blow the Smith, they feelin it in all ways, for a dumb hater
You serve who carrier, b!tch and you’ll get sent to your fu*king maker, 5

[Chorus]
I’ma do what I gon’ do and I need you to hold me down
We gon’ cop three-fifty tools and then go shopping out of town
And everything I tell you, bae, I swear, I really live it
Racing modifications on the Maserati engine

[Post Chorus]
It’s a wild, hard life that I’m living, I’m living
This a wild, hard life that I’m living, I’m living
Thugging all my life, to the limit, the limit
It’s a wild, hard life that I’m living, I’m living

[Outro]
C’est la vie, kumbaya
My’ya, my’ya
‘Ana shw ‘ana la mushkila
I just want reefa
S*it, 5, we live, we live like a reaper
Dollars and deals
Come check it out
Come on, come on, check it out
N!gga get they ass killed, boy
‘Veeta
(Sauceboy s*it)
(Say 10, stay dangerous)

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La Vida Loca Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
The start shows him living a reckless, fast life filled with hustling and selling drügs. He makes it clear that trust is important—he won’t deal with people he doesn’t know.

[Chorus]
Here he’s saying he’s going to keep doing what he does and wants his partner to stay loyal and support him. He talks about buying weapons for protection and then spending money while traveling. He reminds her that everything he shares is real, not exaggerated, and flexes his success by talking about upgrades on his luxury car.

[Verse]
He reflects on his journey, remembering how he came from the streets and now sees how far he’s made it. He feels this moment in his life is important and tries to connect emotionally with someone he loves, though he struggles because she makes him feel ignored. Fans want his music, while addicts want drügs, and he admits the woman he cares about doesn’t love him anymore. Still, he shows affection, wanting closeness, even as he deals with feelings of neglect.

He reminds everyone that he’s a gangster who doesn’t back down, warning people not to test him because violence will follow. He talks about women around him, one who is openly s*xual, another who wants kids with him, and how drügs like lean keep him down. His past included selling small amounts of drügs in poor neighborhoods, which he sees as part of chasing the so-called American dream. At the same time, he had to stay armed and cautious, with a gun always tucked on his side.

The pain he carries is heavy, and the woman in his life worries because she doesn’t understand everything he goes through. He admits he feels trapped, believing the streets might eventually take his life. He shifts between highs and lows emotionally, not caring what others think but still longing for the person he misses deeply.

He talks about making money through risky deals and hints at people who can move packages for him. He references young guys known for wild stunts, painting the picture of a dangerous lifestyle. Violence, betrayal, and fake people surround him, so he stays alert. He cuts off anyone insincere, warns rivals about the danger they face, and says enemies could easily meet death. His words mix pride, struggle, and survival instincts, showing how real his world is.

[Chorus]
Once again he repeats that he’s going to keep moving forward in his lifestyle and needs loyalty from his partner. He emphasizes that his stories are true, tied to his hustling, his money, and his love for fast cars.

[Post Chorus]
He admits his life is harsh and filled with struggles, but he embraces it fully. He’s been living as a hustler since the beginning, always pushing limits and surviving through the chaos, no matter how tough it gets.

[Outro]
The ending blends different languages and vibes, giving off a global and raw street energy. He brushes things off with a “that’s life” attitude, looks for weed to ease his stress, and talks about living like a reaper—close to death, but still alive and moving with money and deals. He warns that people can lose their lives in this world, while reminding listeners to stay sharp and dangerous because survival depends on it.

FAQs

Q. Who has sung La Vida Loca song?
A. La Vida Loca song is sung by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

Q. Who wrote La Vida Loca lyrics?
A. La Vida Loca lyrics are penned by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

Q. Who has given the music of La Vida Loca song?
A. La Vida Loca music is composed and produced by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

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