Another Dead

Another Dead - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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(Skeeo, you're crazy)

This pack got contact, that's another, he on his way up

The whole house just smellin' like rubber, but we ain't burnt nothing

On the phone with Ten, I'm playing with that blender

Say he just punched somethin'

He did half of ten, but still he all in, say he ain't learn nothin'

But how to hold his own, up long nights and wait around for nobody

Them niggas stepped on your partner, that's your body

And I be talking dirty cutters, same yard grandpa told me don't go out it

Go to jail, here come the news, they make a show 'bout it