Download YoungBoy Never Broke Again Ft Lil Wayne My Window MP3 Free Audio Lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Ft Lil Wayne My Window: My window is a song performed by the talented American rapper, NBA YoungBoy and the greatest US rapper of all time, Lil Wayne.
The song was hailed as “one of the project’s high points” by Consequence of Sound’s Okla Jones, who also praised the two musicians’ chemistry as “powerful, in part because to the strong Louisiana connection that they share.”
Wayne exhibits exceptional performance here, proving why he is regarded as one of the best people to ever hold a microphone, according to Jones. Wayne received praise from Tom Breihan of Stereogum for bringing his “A-game.”
Jessica McKinney of Complex listed it as one of the greatest releases of the week and praised Wayne for his “paranoid, quick-fire verse” and emotional focus on the song. Wayne “perfectly complements the track, delivering lyrical cleverness to the Smash David production,” according to Alex Zidel of HotNewHipHop. The song was dubbed a “lyrical storm” by Zidel.
Imogen Lawlor of Vinyl Chapters singled out the song as one of the tracks from Top “that demonstrates the depth of NBA YoungBoy’s hip hop knowledge,” as seen in lyrics like “I be where it’s grimy, steady keepin’ it real,” while Jason Lipshutz of Billboard suggested that “My Window” “might just be it” for an artist still searching for a crossover hit.
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My window lyrics by Youngboy never broke again Lil Wayne
I’m smokin’ on the best right now
Believe that
I can vouch for that, I can bet money on that
That whip cost money, I ain’t lyin’
My mama said I did it, I’m up, stop playin’ with me, yeah
He get caught playin’ games, receive that fine, yeah
Shawty got a thing for them tunes, I been playin’ her keys
In jail, but daddy be prayin’ for me
Goin’ hard like I done did thirty years
Trials in life went through, I beat
Made it out, still tryna get thirty kills
Alright, but life was hard
Grew up, got smart, but still gon’ murder still
I be countin’ money ’til they throw the appeal
I be where it’s grimy, steady keepin’ it real
Eyes out my window
Tryna make sure that these niggas don’t get one in, though
I’m inside this bitch with extendos
No love, no loss, so
Can’t depend on niggas
Wrist out left my hand cold
What you think I’m tryna win for?
And it’s so much more
My mama, she know that I got it, I gotta achieve, yeah
I’m collectin’ them dollars, invest in who slangin’ them choppers
They a part of this lead, I’m sayin’
Them hundreds won’t matter forever
They play, we gon’ murder the man, all ten
Baton Rouge, New Orleans where a young nigga headed with birds in a van
I can give you a clue, what I cannot do is show you my hand
You gon’ make me hurt you, no, I won’t choose, stop playin’
Make me cool when I come through, you know you can (rap shit)
I’m gon’ get you so high, you cannot land
Eyes out my window
Tryna make sure that these niggas don’t get one in, though
I’m inside this bitch with extendos
No love, no loss, so
Can’t depend on niggas
Wrist out left my hand cold
What you think I’m tryna win for?
That whip cost money, I ain’t lyin’
My mama said I did it, I’m up, stop playin’ with me, yeah
He get caught playin’ games, receive that fine, yeah
Shawty got a thing for them tunes, I been playin’ her keys
Who’s that peekin’ in my motherfuckin’ window?
Well, let them know that they on the fuckin’ outside lookin’ in, though
Out that N-O, and I don’t look out my window
‘Cause all I see is the shitshow
I fuck all of my ho friends, but I don’t fuck on my friend’s ho
‘Less he toss that bitch, but fuck that bitch, let’s fuck the world
That yopper shot a hundred times, felt like I did a hundred curls
Your Wonder Woman wonderin’ why your wonderland ain’t wonderworld
I jump inside her underworld, made her cum a hundred pearls
She pussy pop in the back to “Window Shoppin'”
Tinted windows, let the windows hide me
Crack the window, barrel stickin’ out, it’s stick ’em up
Lit ’em up, roll windows up, the window wipers off
I work the TEC like Window Microsoft, my windows on defrost
Eyes out my window
Tryna make sure that these niggas don’t get one in, though
I’m inside this bitch with extendos
No love, no loss, so
Can’t depend on niggas
Wrist out left my hand cold
What you think I’m tryna win for?
That whip cost money, I ain’t lyin’
My mama said I did it, I’m up, stop playin’ with me, yeah
He get caught playin’ games, receive that fine, yeah
Shawty got a thing for them tunes, I been playin’ her keys
Who’s that peekin’ in my window? Bah
Nobody know, nobody know