What I Was Taught - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Shit, uh

I was in the car ridin with my um grandfather

On my daddy side, you know my daddy in jail, he told me

He was like

You gotta pay the cost to be the boss

Always been my dream for me to make it to the top

They act like they don’t believe me but shit I promise I won’t stop (no I want

stop

Never fold, never speak on what I know, what I was taught

Forever ride for my bros what I was taught

Fuck that bitch and let her go what I was taught

Stack my money up til I can buy a vault

Stand on all 10 toes and hold ya own what I was taught

Uh never give up on my brother

Uh never say no to my sister

Young nigga come straight out that gutta

Errday on the block we be hustlin'

What I do gotta keep on the hunnit

If I get jammed want never say nothing

Everywhere that I go eyes be on me

Up from the hip if you try to take something

Triple war 38, here I’m from (the nawf)

I had to go hard to come up

I remember I stuck, I go hit tha lick by myself

Nigga know that’s the gang that I rep

I’m not sellin' my soul for wealth

Gotta maintain while I’m still takin' these steps

Free all my bros it’s still fuck 12

Sippin' syrup while I gather my thoughts

Forever doin what I was taught

These niggas ain’t solid they runnin' they mouth

In Houston with Dopeboy I’m drippin' the sauce

Just went shot a video in the loft

Ridin' in a foreign never gave my way round

I’m finna be one of the dumbest in town

Got the major labels callin' my phone

I’m gang, Youngboy

You gotta pay the cost to be the boss

Always been my dream for me to make it to the top

They act like they don’t believe me but shit I promise I won’t stop (no I want

stop

Never fold, never speak on what I know, what I was taught

Forever ride for my bros what I was taught

Fuck that bitch and let her go what I was taught

Stack my money up til I can buy a vault

Stand on all 10 toes and hold ya own what I was taught

Ride to that money like I work for brinks truck

Chasing that sack I can’t stop gotta run it up

Leaving my shows and them hoes they be chasing us

Flexin' so hard that them niggas be hatin' us

I remember ain’t nobody believe in us

They want a song, but no I don’t fuck with them

Not trusting these hoes, you know I ain’t lovin' them

He ain’t my gang, you know ion run with them

Callin' the shots what the fuck do you mean?

Ain’t no nigga roboting my beef

Me and twin full of pills on the scene

Got that hammer stuffed up in my jeans

Hit the stage and turn up with my team

Get that dough and perform then I leave

Ain’t got no time to meet and greet

I’m dosing off from that lean

But I’m back to back pouring up these 4's yeaahh

Catch me turnt up bad stuntin' on these hoes yeaahhh

Steady hit my dance, thuggin with my bros yeaahh

Always kickin' shit show em' how it goes yeaahh

You gotta pay the cost to be the boss

Always been my dream for me to make it to the top

They act like they don’t believe me but shit I promise I won’t stop (no I want

stop

Never fold, never speak on what I know, what I was taught

Forever ride for my bros what I was taught

Fuck that bitch and let her go what I was taught

Stack my money up til I can buy a vault

Stand on all 10 toes and hold ya own what I was taught